XXIV. Burn Down the Mission

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Just after  the sun had set, I started to realize that Sarah Cameron could not handle weed. I didn't think it was even possible for someone to be even more annoying. The weed was a good idea to calm Ashtyn, Kiara, and I down, but Sarah on the other hand her energy skyrocketed.

    "Wow. Hey guys, guess what?" She says, laughing at whatever she was thinking about. The blonde girl's eyes were half shut and she was slouched over.

    "What now, Sarah?" I ask, looking at Ashtyn and Kiara who were just as confused by Sarah's reaction to the weed as I was.

    "Would you rather...have-I was imagining all you like this just now. It was pretty funny. Would you imagin--would you rather have nippes for eyes or eyes for nipples?" Sarah giggles, trying to get her sentence out. I was slightly distributed by whatever trip the girl was going on to come up with something like that.

"That cripple really crippled her..." Ashtyn mumbles, staring at her best friend.

Sarah continues, unaware that the three of us are slightly judging her for whatever she is coming up with, "Imagine if you got really old and your nipples--Your boobs get saggy, and your nipples, if they were your eyes, you could see if your shoes were untied."

    "Oh god. Is this like your first time smoking or something?" I groan.

    "No." Sarah answers.

"You aren't very convincing..." I respond, continuing to watch the blonde's eyes dark between the three of us, trying to convince us that there was nothing wrong.

"I can confirm, she's never smoked." Ashtyn interjects.

"Hey! How would you know?" Sarah shouts defensively, her voice coming off shakier than meant to be. Whatever was happening to her, she needed to come down from her high.

"You can't lie to me. We grew up together, remember?" Ashtyn says, leaning against the side of the boat.

"Oh my god. Enough of this bullshit. Why'd you do it, Sarah?" Kiara jumps in, obviously annoyed with Sarah. Kiara had taken the opportunity to jump on Sarah when she was too high to even think about what she was saying. Kiara  had mellowed out from the weed, but I could tell she was still ready to argue with Sarah if the opportunity arose.

"Why did I do what?" Sarah asks, innocently. Unaware of what Kiara is even referring to.

Instead of getting defensive, Kiara finally reveals her problem with Sarah. The one that we've been waiting to hear for so long, "We were best friends. We-we stole beers from your dad's fridge, we watched movies together, we cried about boys. And next thing I know, I'm watching your birthday party happen on Instagram."

"Dear god, please tell me this feud isn't because you weren't invited to a stupid birthday party, Kiara." I complain, throwing my head against the side of the boat. All this time, their stupid feud was about Kiara not being invited to a birthday party. This is dumb high school drama. We had bigger things to worry about than who went to Sarah's birthday party. Kiara made this out to be something so much bigger.

"She invited everyone except me. She even invited you, Emerson. Then she told everybody I was the reason that the party got busted." Kiara adds. I could barely remember that party. I had only gone because my parents begged me to keep up appearances with the other members of my class at the Kook Academy. This was also the party where I got busted drinking. Someone had called the cops on us, but I don't think Kiara would do something like that. That girl's been to her fair share of parties.

"Okay, well, who else would've called the cops?" Sarah asks, she seemed to finally be coming back to reality a little bit. 

"I feel like I'm in some cheap Disney channel original movie right now." Ashtyn complains, also having the same reaction to this dumb, high school drama the two of us were witnessing.

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