My Legally Adult Boyfriend

Chapter 1: Invited To A Certain Party

So there you have it. Pretty pathetic, isn't it? I didn't even have the chance to get his number! I'm such a failure. Anyway, for the past few hours I've been daydreaming of my newlywed life with Aidan. New comfortable house, romantic dinners, cuddling and watching movies and how we'd make lots of Avenold babies enough to give the whole world...

Okay, I may be exaggerating at the babies part.

"Yo soy tu gominola. Yo soy tu gominola. Osito gomi gomi gomi gomi gominola. Yo soy tu gominola. Yo soy tu gominolam. Osito gomi gomi dulce gomi gominola oleo. Gomi gomi gom-" my phone sang. Sang, is that the right word? I look at the caller ID: GOD. There's only one person who'll name herself that.

"Hello, God?" I said in a fake timid voice.

"YE MUST REPENT ON THY SINS, CELIA!" my best friend, Isabel Laurence said in a fake granny voice. How I know it's her? Well, she's the only one who knows my Spanish name, Celia.

"Okay, cut the crap, Iz. You sound like you're having a seizure or something." She laughed. I continued. "Anyway, how did you manage to get my phone and change my ringtone and your caller ID?"

"I have ways..." Izzy said in a low voice. I could almost see her smiling creepily. "Did you like the ringtone? The song is called 'Gummy Bear Song'. It's in English but it has a Spanish version, just for you."

"Very funny. Why did you call? Didn't I tell you to leave me be to rot?"

"You're disgusting. Well, you know that Aidan Reynolds dude you were talking about last night? Uh, I told Carter about him-"

"YOU TOLD WHO?!" I practically screamed.

"Chill, my young one. He's my brother so I thought I'd ask if he'd give you some boy advice?"

I sighed. "Go on."

"Well, he said that he and Aidan were close friends-"

"They're what?!"

"Will you stop interrupting?!" She yelled.

I winced. "Ouch. Okay, okay, sorry."

"As I was saying, they're actually close friends and guess what?"

"What?"

"He said that we were invited to Aidan's party tonight!" She squealed.

"I'm sick to the bone. I can't go. Bye." I said in a monotone. But inside, I was panicking like hell. How am I supposed to face the guy who stole my first kiss? Or peck for that matter.

"Oh no, you're not." With that, she hung up and suddenly my bedroom door burst open.

"What the hell?!" I shouted.

"Are you on your cycle or something?" She asked. I look at her incredulously. "You only swear when your on your cycle throwing popcorns at the television and screaming at the poor actors and actresses."

She did have I point.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

"I'm your best friend, dumbass. I'm allowed to crash to your house whenever I want." Izzy smiled.

"Well, it's nice to know that you're putting our friendship in to good use."

"Damn right." She agreed.

I stared at her, she doesn't speak or move an inch. I lost all of my patience. "Well? On with it!" I snapped.

"Okay, what's gotten your knickers to a twist?" She took a step closer to my bed. She wrinkled, her nose. "Ew, what died in here." I gave her a look that says 'it's-gonna-be-you-soon'.