“Nothing? You remember nothing?” Andrea asks for what seems like the hundredth time, as she hands me the steaming cup of tea. I nod, “I don’t, not a thing, all I know is my head seriously hurts” which it did. When I first woke up to find myself being woken up by the most two unlikely people together, I was pretty sure I was dreaming, and as if to make me more confident about this, I was in Andrea Reynolds bedroom, there was no confusion, I had to have been dreaming. Even now, after hearing Andrea and Lucas talk about what has happened so far I can’t quiet bring myself to understand what exactly is happening. Maybe it’s the hangover, or maybe it’s the fact that I can’t seem to wrap my head around the idea that I’m sitting here with my worst enemy, or at least enemy, Andrea Reynolds, with whom apparently I also seemed to have spent the previous night partying or whatever, and discussing it calmly over tea…
I look at Lucas, who is holding a book in his hand trying to write down every fact that our hung over minds can come up with to solve the puzzle that was last night. His eyes look bloodshot, probably because of the apparent call that I made to him, he could not get much sleep with me MIA, I guess this was one of the reasons I trusted and cared so much about him, he was one of the closest and few people in my life whom I could completely trust on to have my back always. “Okay” Andrea started saying, “So, all we know is we both were drunk, together and in some place fun, also we made a call to Luke at 3am” Luke? I thought to myself, great, she doesn’t even know him and now she’s calling him Luke? I look across at Luke; the smile on his face on hearing her couldn’t have been any more obvious. For one second his eyes meet mine, and on seeing my expression, his face goes back to the look of concentration as he bends his head over the book once again. “Andrea” I say looking away from Lucas now “Don’t you remember anything?” Although Andrea looks at me, her ice blue eyes seem far away, trying to remember, I assume all that she can. “Not really’ she says, her eyebrows crinkled in the center of her forehead. “There was a lot of loud music though” She recalls “And I think a fight” she says. Loud music and a fight at a party….oh you don’t say. I look away from her to stare out of the window situated on the wall to my left. This girl wasn’t being very helpful with her obvious answers, but I knew deep down that I couldn’t really blame her, if her condition was anything like mine, I could only imagine how hard it must have been for her to do, as much as she has already done. Even though it had stopped snowing a while back, the snow outside is thick and glistening as I stare at it, somehow just seeing it carpet the ground and looking at its pure whiteness, sends a shiver down my back, and I wrap my cold fingers more tightly around the cup of hot tea, and take a sip from it, it tastes like herbs and the heat that it sends through my body, makes me feel ten times better than before. It seems I was staring outside the window for quite long because when I turn back to the coffee table around which we were all sitting I don’t see Andrea. “Where’s she?” I ask looking around the room. Lucas looks up on hearing me. “Oh, didn’t you hear her cell ring? She went to answer it” I look at him for a second; this is the first that we have been alone since yesterday’s fight…wait. Yesterday’s fight? I shut my eyes trying to remember, from where that sudden thought came, but all i can remember is, it had something to do with ….something? Urrgh…frustrated I open my eyes, and see Lucas looking at me, his eyes a little wide. “Are you alright Sal?” He asks gently as if afraid I might rip his throat if he asks any other way. ‘Yea” I say in a voice that doesn’t even convince me, let alone him. “Luke” I say after a few minutes of silence, “Yea?” he looks up from his book once again. “Did we fight yesterday?” I ask. Luke and I have been friends ever since I can remember, and so fighting is not something new to us, we fight practically every day, but we have had only a few major fights in so many years of our friendship, and by major I mean, the kind in which we are so mad at each other that we don’t talk or even acknowledge each other for months, but that only happens when we both are really sure that it’s not our but the other persons fault, since we mostly agree on everything these fights tend to be rare (thank god)Lucas looks at me confused, “I don’t think so, no why?” I look down at my empty cup of tea; I didn’t even realize I had finished drinking it. “Nothing, I just thought…” Just as I was saying, Andrea came back with a tray full of breakfast in her hands. I say breakfast, and not any particular food, because that’s what was on the tray, everything that passes as breakfast. A plate full of toast, butter, marmalade, jug of orange juice, fruit loops, jug of milk, plate of pancakes, etc. she sets the tray on the coffee table and removes plates and spoons and bowls from below it. I hadn’t noticed them there before. Just looking at all the food makes my stomach growl, and momentarily I forget that the girl serving all this to me is someone I strongly dislike. “Wow” Lucas says with wide, hungry eyes. “Is this all for us?” he asks. Andrea flashes a genuine and honestly as hard as this is to say, pretty smile looking at his expression. “Obviously! How much do you think I eat?” Looking at her thin body frame and the tray full of food I smile a little. “Oh yea, didn’t think of that” Luke says, scratching the back of his cropped up dark brown hair, while smiling. “Thanks” He says, just as I thought of saying it. “No problem, I guessed you’ll must be starving too” Andrea said looking at me, with what I can describe only as kindness in her eyes. The look makes me smile right back at her, gratefully. Whatever it was, between us, lasts only for a few seconds and then she says. “What are you‘ll waiting for? Dig right in, Bon Appetite” and so we dig.
So what really happened the previous night? and how did it end up with Andrea and Sally having an unplanned sleepover?....
Are the two enemies finally gonna get over their ego's and become friends...or are the secrets of the previous night gonna ruin everything for everyone?... let's see
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