The Dream Chaser

S I X: I'll just dislocate her shoulder

S I X: I'll just dislocate her shoulder

When I woke up the next morning, I actually felt okay. And when I opened my eyes, and the light blinded me, I still didn't feel a headache. But then, when I sat up, a wave of nausea hit me and I went running for the toilet.

If only I knew my way in this house...

I opened a random door, and it revealed the kitchen. Realising I didn't have much time left, I just ran towards the sink to throw up all yesterday night's drinks. Very classy, I know.

I heard someone enter the kitchen behind me, and a few seconds later, that person pulled my hair back so it wasn't in my face anymore.

"Why didn't you go to the toilet for this?" Bradley asked me

"Couldn't find it", I sputtered.

"It's good you didn't go there, actually", he said, "It's occupied by Brennan, Jason is with him because he's afraid that if he'd be alone, he would throw up over the shower carpet or something and his mom wouldn't like that."

I just threw up some more.

"God, Brooks, how much did you drink last night?"

"More than enough", I answered when I thought I was done. I opened a few random cupboards until I found the one that held glasses, and filled one with water. "Do you have any idea where I can find some Advil? And a something that tastes like mint?"

He rummaged through the drawers a little until he found the medicine and handed it to me. "So, had a good time last night?"

"Yeah, it was nice. Didn't see you guys much though", I answered.

"You were to busy doing other things huh?" He mocked me.

I punched his arm, "Shut up, I wasn't that busy."

***

"So, you owe me you know", Jason said with a smirk.

I took a sip of my water, "Why?"

"Well, you threw up in my house", He said, as if the reason for me owing him something was obvious, "And not even in the toilet. No, you threw up in the sink, the kitchen sink for gods sake, the place where food is cooked, the place where hygiene is required. You owe me",

I sighed, he was really being serious. "What do you want?"

He grinned, "I need your advice, see, I've recently come up with some pick up lines, and I want to know if they would get a girl in bed when I use them. And since you are a girl, you know what they like and you have to tell me if it'd work."

I rolled my eyes, "Sure, go ahead."

"Okay, wait, let me grab my notebook", He started rummaging through his bag until he grabbed a little black book out of it. I can't believe he seriously wrote the pick up lines down.

"You wrote them down?"

"Yeah, I can't remember them all."

"Just start with the first one", I sighed.

"Okay", He opened the book,"Oh, this one is good", He smirked, "Do you live on a chicken farm? 'Cause you sure know how to raise a cock."

I stared at him incredulously, realising he really just said that. "How the hell did you come up with that?"

"Heard it on TV once. Was it good?"

"Uhm, if I were a blonde barbie wannabe I think there would be a chance that it would work, but don't use that line on a real girl if you wanna keep your balls", I told him with a serious expression on my face.