Twelve Boyfriends

Chapter 11 The Barbecue

I'm in a cute, lace sun dress, and I'm on my way to the barbecue.

I pull up to a beautiful white mansion. Beautiful square windows compliment the house, as well as the little deck that peaks out at the second floor. As I pull up in my Red Convertible Bug, I pull out my phone to text my mom.

|Just got to the barbecue. I'll text you when I'm on my way home. Love ya.| -Maia

|kk| - Mom

Although I'm a bit nervous, I shake it off. No sense in thinking about it too hard.

I get out of my car, locking it. I can hear indie music playing from the backyard, and I emmediatley recognize the song. 'Tokyo' by Imagine Dragons. I love this song.

I want to find the person who made this playlist, aka the party host.

I slowly walk to the front door, walking on top of the curb with my arms out. I've done this ever since I was a kid. It made me feel like I was on a rope, but without the scary heights. I was about to knock on the door, but reconsidered. Just as I turned away, someone opened the door.

I reluctantly turned on my toes, facing them.

"Hi there," he says. A cute boy stands in the doorway. He looks about 6'1. Brown, wavy hair hugs his ears, and stops at the top of his neck. Not too long, but sexy long. He looks about 17.

"Hi," I say, smiling. "I'm Maia. Peter invited me?"

"Oh, he told me about you. Come in." I walk through the door, and he closes it behind me. "I'm Jordan. This is my house. Want the grand tour?" He asks, warm smile welcoming me.

"Sure," I reply.

He takes me through the house. It has two floors, with loose spiral stairs. Carpets line all the floors except the kitchen. His room is on the top floor along with his brother, Jack.

His mother and little sister sleep on the first floor. The game room (super frickin' cool btw) is in the basement. The game room has two couches in front of the tv, and other games like ping pong and air hockey fill up the space.

Once the tour is almost over, he leads me to the backyard. He opens the glass door with a gold handle, and leads me through. An auburn brown wooden deck stretches out for about 8 meters, and then a large, grassy yard takes over from there. His backyard Is hills and hills, and then forests and brush cover the rest. A barbecue, some fancy green and light wood outdoor furniture, and other things sit on the wooden deck, along with a bunch of teenagers.

He leans up against the house, and I mimic him.

"Did you make this playlist?" I ask as 'What You Know' by Two Door Cinema club begins playing.

"Ya. You like it?" He asks.

"Do I like it?" I stare at him like he's crazy.

"What?" He looks confused.

"These are all of the songs that are on my indie playlist. No joke." I continue. "I love all these songs. My best friend... Well, she was my best friend. Then I moved. Anyway, she has a brother, Alex. And he listened to this music. So when we were sleeping in the basement game room, he played GTA IV until five in the morning. So it's weird cause I can never sleep with noise, but I was out cold by one o'clock cause that music was playing. Anyway, I just--"

Shit.

I was rambling.

I smack my hands against my mouth.

He smiles at me.

"Sorry..." I mumble through my hands.

"Don't apologize," he continues, "I like listening to you talk." He says.

What?

"Really?" I ask.

"Really." He says.

JORDAN'S POV::

I don't know why I like listening to this girl. Her voice is angelic. It's so..soothing.

"Where did you move here from?" I ask.

"Texas," she replies. "I like it here. It's beautiful. But since school isn't in, I don't really know anybody yet."

I've officially decided to make it my goal to introduce her to all of the good people at this party.

"Well, I know you'll make them fast. We've been talking for two minutes and I already know I want to be your friend."

She smiles and looks down at her shoes.

Just now, Peter walks over.