me?
“Just don’t come crying to me when he rejects you. Because I’m getting really sick and tired of having to pick you up.” She spun on her heel and walked back to the function room.
Screw this shit and her. I was out of here. After flipping her the bird behind her back— petty act, I know, but it made me feel loads better—I turned and walked away, taking the same path Levi had just walked to the foyer of the hotel. I ordered myself a cab from the concierge. Had I known Lili was going to come and verbally attack me, I would have left with Levi. There was just one small problem with that scenario—he hadn’t offered to take me home.
Maybe Lili was right. Why would the son of a billionaire, who looked like he belonged on the front cover of GQ magazine, want to take me on a date? My newfound self-confidence deflated like a popped balloon. Hot tears welled in my eyes.
I thought Lili would be more supportive of me considering how long we had been friends. I mean, sure, we’d had arguments before, but not like this. She, of all people, should understand me. She and I had been inseparable since we were ten years old when she was a transfer student from New York. I remember how excited I had been to meet someone who had come from a place I had only seen on TV. She really didn’t stand a chance of not becoming my friend. She seemed so glamorous to me back then with her New York drawl. I had hoped a little bit of her New York coolness would rub off on me. It hadn’t. Instead, I remained boring old me with a cool best friend.
The cab arrived and beeped at me, breaking me free from my nostalgia. I was still trying to hold back tears and was about to give my address to the cab driver when Char called, her name flashing on my cell phone screen.
Answering her call, I was met by the sound of thumping music. “Char, where are you?” I yelled to make sure she could hear me over the music.
“Andi,” she yelled back. “I’m already here, what time are you coming? This place is pumping.”
I palmed my forehead. I had completely forgotten our plans to meet up at The Warehouse. “Shit, sorry, Char. I forgot. I’ve had a really weird night. I was just going to go home.”
“No, you can’t.” The background sound of the music in the club nearly drowned out her voice. “I just got here, and the place is packed with heaps of hot guys. You have to come.”
I paused, giving it some thought. “Okay, but I’m not drinking. Well maybe, I don’t know yet.”
Despite Levi’s invite and instructions, I caved. Maybe a couple of vodkas wouldn’t hurt... I needed to forget. After Lili’s reality check, I had started to convince myself Levi wouldn’t be texting about tomorrow. There was no point in completely ruining my Friday night by not going out. Plus, there was the small chance I could still turn my night around and finish up with a great night of dancing with Char. She always knew how to make me laugh and help me have a good time.
“What?” she screamed into the phone. “I can’t hear you, the music here is too loud.”
“Never mind,” I yelled back at her. “I’ll explain it when I get there.”
The cab drive to the club must have been only about ten minutes, but I think I checked my phone every five seconds for a message from Levi, hoping he would text and not bail on our date. No such luck. Looked like Lili was right after all, on both counts. He wasn’t really interested in me, and I had no self-respect, because I now intended to get blind-rotten-drunk. I hated myself, big time, but hated her even more for being right.
Char jumped on me as soon as I arrived in the club.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” she yelled in my ear so she could be heard over the noise.
“Don’t ask,” I yelled back. “This day has to be the best and the worst day of my life. Let’s hit the bar.”
And as soon as I said that, I felt my cell vibrating in my clutch with a text. My heart stopped and I couldn’t
“Just don’t come crying to me when he rejects you. Because I’m getting really sick and tired of having to pick you up.” She spun on her heel and walked back to the function room.
Screw this shit and her. I was out of here. After flipping her the bird behind her back— petty act, I know, but it made me feel loads better—I turned and walked away, taking the same path Levi had just walked to the foyer of the hotel. I ordered myself a cab from the concierge. Had I known Lili was going to come and verbally attack me, I would have left with Levi. There was just one small problem with that scenario—he hadn’t offered to take me home.
Maybe Lili was right. Why would the son of a billionaire, who looked like he belonged on the front cover of GQ magazine, want to take me on a date? My newfound self-confidence deflated like a popped balloon. Hot tears welled in my eyes.
I thought Lili would be more supportive of me considering how long we had been friends. I mean, sure, we’d had arguments before, but not like this. She, of all people, should understand me. She and I had been inseparable since we were ten years old when she was a transfer student from New York. I remember how excited I had been to meet someone who had come from a place I had only seen on TV. She really didn’t stand a chance of not becoming my friend. She seemed so glamorous to me back then with her New York drawl. I had hoped a little bit of her New York coolness would rub off on me. It hadn’t. Instead, I remained boring old me with a cool best friend.
The cab arrived and beeped at me, breaking me free from my nostalgia. I was still trying to hold back tears and was about to give my address to the cab driver when Char called, her name flashing on my cell phone screen.
Answering her call, I was met by the sound of thumping music. “Char, where are you?” I yelled to make sure she could hear me over the music.
“Andi,” she yelled back. “I’m already here, what time are you coming? This place is pumping.”
I palmed my forehead. I had completely forgotten our plans to meet up at The Warehouse. “Shit, sorry, Char. I forgot. I’ve had a really weird night. I was just going to go home.”
“No, you can’t.” The background sound of the music in the club nearly drowned out her voice. “I just got here, and the place is packed with heaps of hot guys. You have to come.”
I paused, giving it some thought. “Okay, but I’m not drinking. Well maybe, I don’t know yet.”
Despite Levi’s invite and instructions, I caved. Maybe a couple of vodkas wouldn’t hurt... I needed to forget. After Lili’s reality check, I had started to convince myself Levi wouldn’t be texting about tomorrow. There was no point in completely ruining my Friday night by not going out. Plus, there was the small chance I could still turn my night around and finish up with a great night of dancing with Char. She always knew how to make me laugh and help me have a good time.
“What?” she screamed into the phone. “I can’t hear you, the music here is too loud.”
“Never mind,” I yelled back at her. “I’ll explain it when I get there.”
The cab drive to the club must have been only about ten minutes, but I think I checked my phone every five seconds for a message from Levi, hoping he would text and not bail on our date. No such luck. Looked like Lili was right after all, on both counts. He wasn’t really interested in me, and I had no self-respect, because I now intended to get blind-rotten-drunk. I hated myself, big time, but hated her even more for being right.
Char jumped on me as soon as I arrived in the club.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” she yelled in my ear so she could be heard over the noise.
“Don’t ask,” I yelled back. “This day has to be the best and the worst day of my life. Let’s hit the bar.”
And as soon as I said that, I felt my cell vibrating in my clutch with a text. My heart stopped and I couldn’t
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