bad girls

24

Tori

When I wake up my head is pounding. I don't remember what the hell happened last night. Oh my God! Do I even have clothes on? Oh. I do. But where the hell am I?! I sit up from my previous position to see that I am in our dorm. I look around to see all the beds are made and empty except for one. I start worrying when my head starts pounding again. Fucking hangovers! I'm about to smile when I notice someone sitting beside me in the bed. It's Tristan. He looks like hell too but he is holding a big glass of water and two aspirins. I suddenly love him.

"What are you doing in here?" I ask him.

"Well, good morning to you too." He says sarcastically. This bitch.

My brain starts working again and processing everything after I swallow the aspirins and the water.

"What happened last night?" I ask him looking directly into his eyes. He can't lie to me this way. He thinks for a while and looks at me again.

"You were too drunk so I brought you here. When we arrived, you automatically passed out. And because I was tired myself, I fell asleep in there." He points to the unmade bed next to mine.

"And why would you do something so nice?"

"It was the right thing to do." He looks at me. I'm confused, I thought he was a drug dealer. Usually when you are a drug dealer, you don't really think about doing the right thing.

"Anyway, I'll go before Mr. Thompson finds me in here." He stands up and heads for the exit.

I pause. "Wait. Who is Mr. Thompson?" I ask.

"The instructor that looks like Vin Diesel."

"Oh."

"Yes."

When he is about to head out again, I stop him. Again.

"Where are my friends?" I ask him.

He ponders for a while and says, "I don't know. They never came back form the party. Maybe they are still in there."

"Right." I pause. "Thank you."

"What for?" I smile at him.

"For saving me."