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“Yeah.” Her voice was soft and small.
Adam Guidry graduated with us three years ago. His only claim to fame was never getting caught selling weed all the way through high school. His little brother, Blake, would be a senior by now. “Asshole” ran in the Guidry family.
“Anna, listen to me. Go sit in a well-lit room in the house where there are lots of others around. I’ll be there in fifteen, twenty minutes.”
I knew exactly where Adam Guidry lived, and I was going to break every speed limit to get there.
“Okay,” she said softly and hung up.
Then I flew like a bat out of hell down the highway.
~ANNA~
I was sohappy to make new friends on the cheerleading team this year. Especially Ashley. She was the most popular girl in the ninth grade. So, of course, I was excited to sleep over at her house after the football game tonight.
“Get ready for some real fun,” she’d said as we crawled out of her bedroom window at 11:30 p.m.
I’d been thrilled when she’d insisted on doing my makeup and dressing me up in her clothes. Having three older brothers and no sisters, I never had a sibling bond over makeup, fashion, and nail polish. Yet I’d always been a girly girl. I loved dancing and my pretty pink leotards and silky ballet shoes. My mom was wonderful, but the two things she hated most were shopping and makeup. We were total opposites. So to have the most popular girl in my grade offer to give me a glow-up makeover after the football game? I was super grateful.
“Girl, you are going to spin some heads tonight. Wait till the boys at the party get a hold of you.”
Granted, I’d been stunned myself. Between the smoky eye shadow, the short skirt, and tight top that accentuated how big my boobs had gotten over the summer—late bloomer—I looked like a senior, not a freshman.
I should’ve known right then. The feeling of unease was a warning that tonight wasn’t going to be as exciting as Ashley had promised. Not the type of excitement I liked anyway.
Of course, when we’d snuck out of her room, I thought we’d be going to a party with our classmates. I had a serious crush on this super sweet and super-hot guy in my art class. Liam LeBlanc was funny and so easy to talk to.
When we’d hopped in the car with Missy, a sophomore cheerleader, she’d said, “Y’all are going to love this. Blake throws the wildest parties.”
The only Blake I knew was the senior who’d been checking me out the entire game from the front row of the bleachers. He hung with a rowdy group of boys who always seemed to be getting into trouble at school.
Just last week, one of his buddies, Dylan, was caught vandalizing the boys bathroom. He’d drawn a picture with a Sharpie on the back of the door of Miss Robicheaux. The drawing depicted her with giant breasts and exaggerated, bushy pubic hair. Her legs were spread wide. There was a speech bubble by her overbright smile that said, “Welcome to the jungle.” And a rough map of the Amazon was drawn next to her.
The only reason Dylan was caught was because he posted it to like a hundred people on Snapchat, one was Miss Robicheaux’s niece, who turned in the screenshot to the principal.
And now, here I was at a party where Dylan was shot-gunning beer in the living room, spilling it all over the nice carpet.
Reed had told me to stay inside around other people, but everyone in here was getting so wasted and high, it made me uncomfortable. If I knew them, then I might be able to relax. But this wasn’t my kind of crowd.
And Reed! God, how humiliating.
Reed Robicheaux, my oldest brother’s best friend, who I’d been crushing on and trying to impress since I was seven when he’d picked me up after I fell off the trampoline.
This was super impressive.
Jonah would’ve yelled at me and lectured me to death, but having Reed pick me up here was going to be beyond mortifying.
“Hey, Anna! Come shotgun one. I’ll teach you how.” Dylan grinned like the devil himself, holding up a can of Bud Light while his buddies chuckled around him. They all stared at me expectantly, nudging each other.
Heat flushed my neck and cheeks. “Um, no thanks.” Then I beelined for the hallway.
“You scared her off, D,” one of them said on a laugh.
“She’d be more scared if she saw what I have in my pants.”
I hurried faster as they laughed louder. A senior basketball player and a girl I didn’t know disappeared into a bedroom, their mouths and hands all over each other.
Screw this.
