Laid Back Ride

Brew House Blues

Jenna stepped out of the shower. Stepping onto the towel she had laid out on the floor letting the water drip down her body. Grabbing the towel close to her she wiped her face before wrapping it around her. Before bending over and doing the same with her hair.

Walking over to the sink she wiped the steam off the mirror. Getting a good look at herself she began doing her after shower routine. Deodorant and lotion the works to make sure she thought it was well perfect.

Walking down the hall to her bedroom she walked in closing the door behind her. Walking over to her laptop that was charging she began playing Pandora radio deciding on what she was going to wear that night.

Looking at herself in the mirror she got a good look. Deciding on her favorite pair of jeans with rips and holes covering the legs. She paired it with a black tank top with 3 cuts in the chest area. Topping that all off with a red and black flannel since it was March. She sighed as she sprayed on her favorite perfume. This was the best it was going to get for tonight that was for sure.

Sitting on the edge of her bed she pulled the black Knee High Leather boots up her legs. Before walking over to her Vanity and applying a light coat of make up keeping it simple. Yanking her phone off the charger she sent her sister a quick text.

Jenna: Just got out of the shower. Just got ready. About to leave now you need picked up?

As she waited for a response she opened her wallet. Grabbing her ID and bank card she tucked them into the back of her phone case. When her phone vibrated in her hand.

Paige: Nope! Caught a ride with a friend and her boyfriend! Just get your ass here already. Quit procrastinating! Love you!

Jenna shook her head. Placing her phone in her pocket she gave herself one last look in the mirror. Okay she smiled let's do this!

Walking outside she climbed into her black 2010 Jeep Cherokee. Tossing her phone into the cup holder. Before driving the 20 minutes to the Brew House in Athens.

Brantley sighed as he pulled his black Ford Truck into the parking lot of the Brew House Tavern. Turning the truck off he looked around. Why the fuck was he here?! He was sober now. Bars weren't really his scene. But anything was better then sitting in his house going over the shit show of what his life had become in the last 5 months.

Plus Kolby and Noah has been blowing up his phone all day. A group of them. They just wanted to hang out. So finally last minute Brantley with his fuck it attitude decided to come out and see what was going on.

Paying his cover and letting the old man stamp his hand he kept his head low as he walked to the back once he saw his brother leaning against a wall holding a pool stick in his hand.

Well here goes nothing he thought to himself.