Afterlife || irwin

[ 34 ] 2014

[ 34 ] 2014

-

"I will not call an ambulance. Everything is fine."

-

Little by little, all of the cheerleaders ended up going back to the hotel, leaving only Harley and her friends at the pizza parlour to enjoy the rest of the night. They ordered rounds and rounds of drinks, with even Harley joining in which was a bit strange since she hardly ever drank and she was still underage by a couple of months. It was Calum (Conrad) who continuously ordered drinks for their table, and was offering them to her, but he himself didn't really drink anything. He wanted to be within his senses to execute his plan. It would be the perfect explanation that he had in mind. A group of cheerleaders and their boyfriends getting drunk at a restaurant. Harley would stumble drunkenly onto the beach, him behind her, and they would both walk into the ocean to their deaths. Then he'd have his soul make the jump back into the past where he belonged.

No one would ever suspect a thing, they would think it was just an accident. Two drunk kids too intoxicated to think about anything. 

And it had been done before. While he had been in high school at St. Genevieve's, he learned in his literature class about an Argentine author who had committed suicide by walking into the ocean. No one would believe that someone had actually planned all of it. Much less that it was a boy who had traveled there from fifty years in the past. 

As the night went on, they stayed until the restaurant closed at midnight, and one of the servers informed the group that they'd be closing now. The group gathered their belongings, their cheer gym bags with the name St. Genevieve's on it, as well as their last name on it. Their medals from the competition were inside, since they didn't want to lose them while partying. The trophy had gone back to the hotel with their coach who would safe keep it until they returned to Sydney on Sunday afternoon. She would be the one responsible for take the trophy to school on Monday morning. Conrad offered to carry Harley's bag and slipped an arm around her waist to help her keep upright since she was too drunk to walk on her own. Her make up was smudged, her hair was a mess, and her cheer bow sat lopsided atop her head.

Niall and Andrea had disappeared first, eager to get back to Niall's hotel room. The hunters and the originals were next. Paul was hauling around three drunk teenagers, since he had drank in moderation and decided to be the responsible one of the group. Jack was already back at the hotel. He didn't want to go out, as he was the more secluded of the group. He was okay with spending time with the others. But since the whole cheerleading squad was going to be there, he didn't have the energy and quite possibly the patience to deal with a bunch of screaming teenage girls. He was nineteen like Paul and had other interests in mind. He just wanted to travel to Brazil, his biggest dream, and hide out in the Amazon forest with the natives. He had already done so before and it had been the greatest experience of his life.

Cindy and Billy were the last to separate from them, not really knowing when the others left them. The four were walking down the sidewalk slowly when the beach nearby and the sound of the crashing waves caught Harley's attention. Tugging on her boyfriend's arm, she said excitedly. "Lets go down to the beach for a moment." Her blue eyes were darkened with the dim moonlight shining above them.  

Billy and Cindy stopped walking too when they heard the other two stop, and Billy groaned tiredly. "I'm sleepy, booger. Lets just go back to the hotel and we'll come back in the morning."

Cindy nodded her head in agreement. That was the original plan anyway. Their coach wanted them down by the beach around three in the afternoon the next day so that they could take team pictures with the trophy down by the beach. After that, they'd have the rest of the weekend to explore and do whatever they wanted. But Harley was too intoxicated to remember that, and so were the others. All she cared about was going down to the beach and sitting by the edge of the water.