Page 31 of Never Have I Ever
“I’m sorry,” I say. “Was I not supposed to do that?”
He clears his throat, shaking his head. “No, that was… um.” He fists a hand through his hair. “That’s fine.”
I smile, licking more of the salt and finish the drink in one sip. He laughs. “Easy, newbie.”
“The point is to get drunk, right?” I say.
He shrugs. “You’re right. Drink away.”
I pick at the pretzels on the table, loving the salty taste mixed with the sweetness of the drink.
“How did it go with your mom?” he asks.
I groan. “I don’t want to talk about her.”
A laugh escapes his lips, making my eyes dip to them. “That bad, huh?”
I shrug. “Don’t know,” I say. “She never called.”
I admit, I found it odd when I woke up the next morning with my head still intact. I was half expecting her to crash my apartment in the middle of the night and drag me home, but she didn’t. She hasn’t even called yet to give me what I can only expect will be a scolding of a lifetime.
“So, you’re wearing pants,” he says. I silently thank him for moving on from my mother.
“Yeah?”
He shakes his head, a small smirk on his face. “Didn’t think you owned those.”
“I prefer dresses,” I tell him. “I've got great legs. Why not show them off?” I say, bringing another pretzel to my mouth.
He nods. “And you’re wearing white tonight.”
I smile. “I am. You’re very observant.”
He lifts an eyebrow. “Was that for my benefit?”
“Nope,” I lie, knowing he liked seeing me in white at the party. “Just a lucky coincidence.”
He smiles. “Lucky me.”
“You could be.”
He snorts. “I think the alcohol’s affecting you already.”
I shake my head. “Not nearly enough,” I say, taking his beer and downing half of the glass. Even though I’m not a fan of the bitter taste, the whole point is to get drunk, and I will find a way to do that. “You mind?” I ask him once I’ve already had half of his drink.
He laughs, rubbing his jaw. “Not at all. Go crazy.”
“I’m planning on it.”
11
Bridal style
Grayson.
She’s hammered.
I don’t know whether to be worried or laugh. She gets up and grabs my hand, pulling me up from the table. She starts dancing around me, and I’m drinking her in. She looks so happy, so beautiful as she dances like no one is watching.
