Rose texted me saying she wanted a girls’ night, and she was sending Kam over to keep him away. I told my ma, and she made plans to meet Aunt Nancy at the bar on Main Street that had pool tables. I don’t get small towns. They only have one Italian place, no McDonalds, but they’ve got three dive bars all on Main Street.
At any rate, Kam arrived at my place, but he wasn’t alone. “What’s Horndog Harry doing here? I thought he bailed with his ma?” I asked when I opened my door to find Jeremy with Kam.
“Screw you, Mactire. Not everyone can get lucky easily,” Jeremy grumbled as he pushed past me to ditch his stuff in the basement.
I looked at Kam for an explanation. “His dad has custody this weekend, and he didn&rsq
“Hey, you’re Kimia, right?” I glanced over to the speaker. He was sitting next to me in Pre-Calculus. He was sort of cute. He had dark brown hair that was very curly. He didn’t have any product in it, so it was very fluffy. He didn’t have the muscles of a football player, and he smelled like basketballs and cut grass.“Yeah. Why?” I asked him.He shrugged. “Just wondering.” He paused for a minute, and I thought he would go back to ignoring me. “I’m Zack, by the way.”“Okay,” I said.Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?”
Fuck! Fuck! Fuckety fuck fuck! Someone beat me to asking Kimi, and she’d said yes! Fuck! I’m okay, I’ll just ask someone and get into their group. It’ll be great. Combine that with my birthday party, and things will head in the right direction. Besides, Rose took me to Spring Formal last year, and then got together with Kam.Shit. Now I’m sounding like one of those “nice guys” I accused Jeremy of being. I had to check myself. Kimi looked happy that someone asked her. Kimi looked happy. I should be happy for Kimi. Damnit.“So, my birthday is coming up,” I said after school.Rose started bouncing. “What are you planning?”I looked at her lik
“Hey, Kimia,” I was back in math, and Zack was flirting again.“Shh. I’m concentrating,” I told him without looking up.He chuckled. “Why is it so sad that parallel lines have so much in common?”I rolled my eyes. “Because they’ll never meet. Now, shush!”A few minutes later, he poked me with his eraser, “Are you going to Nate’s party Friday?”I shrugged. I hadn’t thought about going. Nate had backed off a bit since kissing me, if you could call that a kiss. It was just a light brush of the lips. By my standards, that doesn’t count. At least it should count. I pu
“I really don’t understand why you read the crap you do,” Kimi’s angelic voice said as she floated into History.Rose followed her in. “I read it because I like it.”“Okay, but take that last CEO story you told me about. He basically rapes his wife, wants a divorce, then is pissed when she agrees to one. Where is the logic in that?” Kimi set her stuff down by her desk next to mine.“I would say an overinflated ego on the dick CEO?” I ventured. Kam snorted. I shouldn’t encourage this debate, but, hell! Sometimes it’s fun to watch the shit fly.Rose nodded. “That’s it exactly. Only when he realizes he’s not hurting he
“So, vodka and wine? I’m assuming I’m having juice or water?” I asked Mrs. Mactire. She chuckled, and poured the vodka into the shot glasses. “Drink. It helps to loosen the tongue when discussing topics that are difficult to think about.” She pushed one of the shot glasses toward me. “I don’t drink,” I said, pushing it back to her. “Thank you anyway, Mrs. Mactire.” “Call me Mary. After the story I’m going to tell you, we’re going to be on a first name basis.” She drank her shot of the liquor. “Drink. You’ll need it.” I eyed the small glass dubiously. There wasn’t much of the clear liquid, but I knew that the one time I had alcohol I’d ended up passed out on a bed. I shook my head.
When I’d finished my homework, I went to check on Ma and Kimi. I found them in the basement, watching one of Ma’s stupid movies. Ma was sporting a nice buzz, but Kimi had crashed. She was asleep with her head on one of the couch pillows, and her feet on Ma’s lap.“How much did she drink?” I asked.Ma giggled. “Two shots, and two glasses. Your girl is a lightweight.”I shook my head, but couldn’t resist a small smile. “She’s sixteen, never really drank, and I don’t think she had anything to eat.”“Shit! I forgot about dinner,” Ma pulled her phone out to order from one of the restaurants.
“So, Kimia, have you changed your mind about Nate’s party tonight?” Zack asked me during Pre-Calculus. I smiled. “Not a chance. I’m looking forward to having the house to myself and watching Netflix until the bunnies come home.” Zack looked confused, and it was kind of cute. “Bunnies?” “My brother and his girlfriend. They’re going to the party, and they take almost every advantage to get some privacy.” He laughed at that. “I don’t have that problem. I’m an only child, and don’t have a girlfriend, yet.” He gave me a meaningful look, and I could feel my cheeks getting warm. “Well,” I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, “that just sounds lone
“Hey! Can I get one of those minty drinks?” someone asked. I couldn’t help but grin at that request. Minty drink! If only that kid knew how many minty drinks out there. I mixed up a mojito, the best “minty drink” I know, and gave it to them. The party seemed to be going awesome, and more and more people were trusting my mixing skills. “Happy birthday, Nate,” a cute girl with golden curls grinned at me. I felt my phone buzzing, but ignored it. “What can I get for you, Beth?” I asked her. She put a strand of hair behind her ear. “I would love a screwdriver.” “Coming up.” I was mixin