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The fact that I’m already worried about stuff like the water bill blows. Though, I’ve been taking care of it for the past eight months since Pops decided to dip.
I pull out my phone, ready to see if Jaxon or Tyler want to hang when I see two unread messages from an unknown number. The same number tried to call me, but my phone was on silent. They didn’t leave a voicemail, though.
Unknown
I want to see you
My brow furrows at the first message, not even processing the second text yet. This can’t be someone I don’t know. I might be a nice guy, but I don’t just hand out my number unless it’s for a friend or work-related.
Unknown
Oliver, It’s your mom…
My brain freezes.
This doesn’t make sense. Why would she be texting me after ten years? How did she even get my number? No, this can’t be her. Someone must be playing a sick joke.
My fingers hover over the keys before a text from Tyler comes in.
Tyler
Hey, man, I just got the new game if you want to come over and test it out. Also I got a fourth of the good stuff.
Me
On my way, I’ll bring Jaxon too. Could already use a drink.
Tyler
I’ll make sure to have a cold one waiting for you. Just don’t make a mess. I’d rather not piss my parents off while they are at work.
Me
When have we ever gotten you in trouble?
Tyler
Want me to write a list?
Ten minutes later, after picking Jaxon up from the garage, we arrive at Tyler’s place.
Tyler’s family is more well off than Jaxon’s or mine, but still nowhere near Casey’s or his girlfriend, Piper’s. He lives in an actual house with a garage, backyard, and white fence. He’s also the smartest one out of all of us and got a full-ride scholarship to the same school Piper is going to.
Pretty sure his parents hate us just a little bit but are too nice to say anything. I know we are a bad influence on their scholarly son since we introduced him to weed as a way to de-stress, but he’s also helped us come up with some pretty fun pranks.
“Come on out, Ty-Ty!” Jaxon whistles.
The front door opens, and Tyler comes out, already flipping us the bird.
I pucker my lips, blowing him a kiss before we all walk inside. Just like Tyler promised, on his bedroom desk are three beers calling our names and a joint already rolled.
“You guys are lucky my parents are out until late afternoon,” Tyler says. “You’re also lucky that my parents never pay attention to the beer in the fridge.”
“We can always go to my place if we need a place to hang, or we can go to the shack,” Jaxon adds before taking a big gulp of beer.
“True,” I agree. “But we don’t have the latest console at our places now, do we?” I grin at Tyler before swiping a controller and landing on his couch with a thud.
Tyler grabs the joint, and we walk out of the house through his back porch. There’s a little pond just outside of his house, and it’s perfect for smoking a joint.
