club.
“You thirsty?” she asks with sarcasm.
Still freaking out, I say, “Not really. I just saw Mark.” When we get up to the bar, we hop onto a couple of barstools.
“Isn’t that the hottie you used to see that plays guitar?”
“Exactly.” I give her a serious look. I still haven’t told her what happened with Mark. I flag down the bartender and order us some shots and bottles of beer.
Eying me from the side, she says, “Okay, spill it. Clearly you’re into getting drunk, so tell me what happened.”
When the bartender sets the drinks down in front of us, I push two of the shots and a beer over to her, and we both knock the tequila back quickly before I confess, “He caught me kissing his roommate.”
She immediately starts laughing at me, not knowing how I ever felt about him, and jokes, “You can be a slut sometimes, you know?”
“Trust me. I know,” I say and hand her the second shot. We down them and I tell her, “He was really pissed off. I actually feel like total shit about it.”
She lays her hand on my arm and looks at me a little concerned, but she is instantly distracted when a guy comes up from behind and pulls her into his arms.
She turns around to face him. “Hey, Jack.”
I laugh to myself when she nearly stumbles off the barstool and into his arms. Candace never handles hard liquor too well, and it doesn’t take much for her to feel the effects.
She introduces us, and I give him a handshake. I continue to drink my beer as Candace and Jack talk. This guy doesn’t really strike me as her type. I can’t help but feel protective of her. She really doesn’t have anyone in her life to care for her other than Kimber and myself. I know that Candace considers the two of us her family, and there is no doubt that she is my family as well. When I turn back to look at her, she is rolling her eyes at something Jack just said, and I can’t help but laugh at her.
He leans in and whispers something in her ear and the next thing I know, they’re making their way to the dance floor. I order another drink when Kimber grabs the now empty barstool.
“Are we getting drunk?”
Looking over at her, I wink as I take a long swig of my beer, I wink at her.
“Perfect,” she says with an evil grin and then yells at the bartender for a beer. When he slides one to her, she starts chugging the damn thing and turns around in her seat. “Holy shit!”
“What?”
Pointing the neck of her bottle in the direction of the dance floor, she says, “Our girl is giving her date a hard on.”
I turn around and spot Candace dancing with Jack. I start laughing at her because she is acting so out of character. She is always so quiet and reserved, and she is nearly making out with this dude in the middle of the club.
“What the hell has gotten into her lately?” I ask Kimber.
“She said that she feels like she hasn’t really let loose since coming to college. I guess this is her way of having some fun. It’s pretty damn amusing if you ask me. Our quiet, little Candace, acting like a hooker.”
I shake my head at Kimber. “You know damn well that Candace would never do anything with that guy.”
When we see Jack’s hands squeeze her ass, we both bust out in a fit of laughter, nearly doubling over at her crazy behavior.
“You sure about that?” Kimber says through her giggles.
I stay at the bar and continue to nurse my beer. Kimber has ditched me, and when I turn to see where she went, I spot Mark again. I watch him laughing with a group of his friends, and I wish I could be over there with him. I’m sure he hasn’t seen me since I’ve been hiding out back here. I finally stand up and make my way over to the rest of our friends and see that Jack is sitting alone.
“Where’s Candace?” I ask as I sit next to him.
“That crazy blonde girl dragged her to the bathroom.”
“That would be Kimber. She’s like a rabid squirrel on acid,” I say with laughter.
When Candace comes up to us,
“You thirsty?” she asks with sarcasm.
Still freaking out, I say, “Not really. I just saw Mark.” When we get up to the bar, we hop onto a couple of barstools.
“Isn’t that the hottie you used to see that plays guitar?”
“Exactly.” I give her a serious look. I still haven’t told her what happened with Mark. I flag down the bartender and order us some shots and bottles of beer.
Eying me from the side, she says, “Okay, spill it. Clearly you’re into getting drunk, so tell me what happened.”
When the bartender sets the drinks down in front of us, I push two of the shots and a beer over to her, and we both knock the tequila back quickly before I confess, “He caught me kissing his roommate.”
She immediately starts laughing at me, not knowing how I ever felt about him, and jokes, “You can be a slut sometimes, you know?”
“Trust me. I know,” I say and hand her the second shot. We down them and I tell her, “He was really pissed off. I actually feel like total shit about it.”
She lays her hand on my arm and looks at me a little concerned, but she is instantly distracted when a guy comes up from behind and pulls her into his arms.
She turns around to face him. “Hey, Jack.”
I laugh to myself when she nearly stumbles off the barstool and into his arms. Candace never handles hard liquor too well, and it doesn’t take much for her to feel the effects.
She introduces us, and I give him a handshake. I continue to drink my beer as Candace and Jack talk. This guy doesn’t really strike me as her type. I can’t help but feel protective of her. She really doesn’t have anyone in her life to care for her other than Kimber and myself. I know that Candace considers the two of us her family, and there is no doubt that she is my family as well. When I turn back to look at her, she is rolling her eyes at something Jack just said, and I can’t help but laugh at her.
He leans in and whispers something in her ear and the next thing I know, they’re making their way to the dance floor. I order another drink when Kimber grabs the now empty barstool.
“Are we getting drunk?”
Looking over at her, I wink as I take a long swig of my beer, I wink at her.
“Perfect,” she says with an evil grin and then yells at the bartender for a beer. When he slides one to her, she starts chugging the damn thing and turns around in her seat. “Holy shit!”
“What?”
Pointing the neck of her bottle in the direction of the dance floor, she says, “Our girl is giving her date a hard on.”
I turn around and spot Candace dancing with Jack. I start laughing at her because she is acting so out of character. She is always so quiet and reserved, and she is nearly making out with this dude in the middle of the club.
“What the hell has gotten into her lately?” I ask Kimber.
“She said that she feels like she hasn’t really let loose since coming to college. I guess this is her way of having some fun. It’s pretty damn amusing if you ask me. Our quiet, little Candace, acting like a hooker.”
I shake my head at Kimber. “You know damn well that Candace would never do anything with that guy.”
When we see Jack’s hands squeeze her ass, we both bust out in a fit of laughter, nearly doubling over at her crazy behavior.
“You sure about that?” Kimber says through her giggles.
I stay at the bar and continue to nurse my beer. Kimber has ditched me, and when I turn to see where she went, I spot Mark again. I watch him laughing with a group of his friends, and I wish I could be over there with him. I’m sure he hasn’t seen me since I’ve been hiding out back here. I finally stand up and make my way over to the rest of our friends and see that Jack is sitting alone.
“Where’s Candace?” I ask as I sit next to him.
“That crazy blonde girl dragged her to the bathroom.”
“That would be Kimber. She’s like a rabid squirrel on acid,” I say with laughter.
When Candace comes up to us,
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