slipped the phone back into my pocket. I felt it vibrate again but resisted the urge to check it. I was getting whiplash from Mr. Honor’s crazy mood swings. I needed to step back from him and figure out what it was that I wanted from him. Now was not that time. I was too high to think and when I tried to think of him all I could imagine was his lips on mine.
“What are you scared of” Becka said as she plopped on the bed next to me.
“What?” I asked, feeling like she was reading my thoughts.
“The movie. I know its lame but I figured we could get a good laugh out of it.” She explained, pulling a pillow from behind me and tucking it under her head.
“Oh…sounds good.” I replied, laying back on the bed and grabbing a cookie.
The next few hours were a blur. All I could think about was what William was doing. I excused myself to use the bathroom so I could check my messages.
You will be sorry you said that.
My heart thudded in my chest as I thought over sending him another message.
I miss you.
I hit send and regretted it immediately. My phone vibrated within seconds.
Emma, don’t.
I felt a lump form in my throat. Did he not have any feelings towards me at all? I left the bathroom, trying to hide the sadness in my face.
“What do you want to do now?” She asked as she lit the joint again.
“Forget” I said as I took it from her hands and drew a long hard breath.
“Easy enough. Let’s go out.” She replied with a grin. She stared at me anxiously, waiting for my reply. If William did not care, why should I?
“Let’s do it.” I smiled back, not sure it was the best idea.
“Great!” Becka screamed as she grabbed my arms. “We’ll find something hot to wear and I’ll call Claire. I know Jeff will be excited to see you.” She teased.
“What should we wear?” I asked, hoping she had something comfortable in mind.
Chapter Nineteen
After one long excruciating hour of trying on clothes we finally agreed that I was going to wear something that was entirely too revealing no matter how uncomfortable it made me.
“You look great!” Becka exclaimed. I tugged at the tight black skirt, trying to add a little more length. I crossed my arms over my chest, which was now in full view for all to see. “Show some confidence! The guys are going to be all over you!”
“Who says I want that?” I asked as I turned to look in her bathroom mirror.
“Come on.” She grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the bathroom. After waiting a moment at the top of the stairs, to make sure her parents were not around, we snuck out the front door.
Becka drove a small red convertible that looked like a toy. I carefully lowered myself down, trying not to expose myself in the tiny skirt. We drifted out of the driveway so her parent’s would not hear us leave. As we hit the road, Becka revved her engine and took off down the road. She cranked the radio, singing at the top of her lungs along with ‘Highway to hell’. I laughed and sang along with her, finally beginning to relax.
We pulled up outside of Claire’s house about fifteen minutes later. Becka parked along the road and we ducked down in our seats waiting for Claire to sneak out.
“Let me in!” Claire whispered loudly, banging on my window. I nearly jumped out of my seat. I pushed open the door and slid forward as she ducked into the seat behind me. Becka took off before I even had the door closed. “Fuck!” Claire laughed as she tapped me on the shoulder. I glanced back at her as she held out a small bottle of liquor, shaking it at me. I took it from her, sniffing it before taking a small sip.
“This is disgusting!” I coughed, wishing I had something to wash it down with.
“More for me” Becka said as she took it from my hand. I rolled my eyes and pulled my seatbelt over me. As we pulled into the club, we had to circle the lot twice to find a parking spot. I got out of the car as gracefully as possible in my tiny outfit. Becka and Claire looped their arms in mine and dragged me inside. We ordered a round and chatted about all of the hot guys while