Getting ready to go out at Tommy's house was weird. I did bring all I would need to get myself put together, but I was packed thinking I would be staying at another female, friends house. She would have what I needed if I needed something. Tommy suggested I go borrow hair products from his mom's vanity. I did borrow the curling iron, because in my mind that wasn't weird, because hair tools like that were used in hair salons by multitudes.
Tonight we are going to a friends house party. Just going to probably drink and eat some bbq. I have chosen to wear jeans and a dark blue sweater. I am sure we will be outside for a majority of the evening. I have also chosen to curl my hair and wear it down. He has mentioned he liked my hair down and loose. I emerge from the bathroom dressed and I see him wearing, green striped polo and jeans and donning his favorite ball cap. I know I linger longer than I should looking at him up and down. I finally clear my mind and speak.
"So are you ready? 'Cause I am ready." I smile and shrug my shoulders and walk to leave. He trails behind me quickly and tugs my sweater from behind to get my attention.
"Hey, let me get a better look at you." I do whatever this man wants, and this request is granted. I turn and look up at him and grin.
"Pretty." He smiles and walks past me to open the door to the garage to leave.
Shortly we arrive at our destination. We both enter the house and go to our separate corners with our friends. Amy sees me and grabs my hand dragging me to the kitchen. Waiting in the kitchen is Christina who is pushing a water bottle into my hands and yells over the music to hydrate.
"So where have you been the last 24 hours? I don't even have to ask, because your ass has been at Tommy's playing house while his folks are out of town. So tell me was it good?" Now Christina is hardly a friend. We knew each other in high school and from growing up in the same circle of parents but she was hardly the individual who was obligated to keep my most intimate secrets.
"Christina, we are friends. Have any of you seen me kiss him? None of you have." Her eyes bug out and she belts it .
"Chelsea has seen it and told all of us about it, so stop avoiding the conversation." I down the bottle of water and stare at all the eyes on me.
"We are just friends." I move towards the ice chest on the floor and grab a Shiner Bock. Next thing I know, Tommy is next to me opening the bottle for me and he kisses the top of my head and walks away smiling back at me. Yup, that hardly displayed 'just friends', fuck me! Amy stares into her cup of liquid and smirks. I feel it coming.
"Friends? Seriously Veronica, the boy loves you. You also have this ridiculous smile when you look at him. What is going on between you two?" Okay, let's shock some people.
"We like each other. I am spending the weekend with him at his house. We are all alone too, and I am going to leave the rest to the imagination. Cliché, maybe but that is all I am going to share. None of you kiss and tell, so I don't see why I have to tell." Christina moves closer to me and speaks loud enough for our group to hear.
"Tommy has a reputation. He likes to party. He and Chelsea messed around in the past and she told everyone, everything. We don't want you hurt. Think hard before you go too far and can't come back."
"Look he isn't the same with me like he is with everyone else. I am not clueless to his life in high school. We all have a past. He happens to have one more colorful than I have had. But I am not going to hold that against him because he is different than me. He is treating me the same way." I look around looking for a bathroom. Amy takes me by the hand and escorts me to the guest bathroom.
"Ronnie, take these and please be careful." She hands me two condoms in light blue wrappers. She gives me a hug and walks out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I drop the packages on the counter and proceed to go to the bathroom. I finish up and wash my hands and stare at the wrappers as I dry my hands. Someone is now knocking on the door. I turn to open it and there standing on the other side of the door is the boy of my dreams. He walks past me shutting the door behind him. We are now back in a bathroom alone. This really has to stop.
"Where did you get these?" He is holding both of them up in his left hand so I can see. I shrug and shake my head.
"They are not mine. They were given to me but they are not mine. I didn't ask for them, they were just shoved into my hand and I was told to be careful." I feel a tear drop gliding down my cheek. I am feeling very embarrassed. I reach for the tissue box but he beats me to it and hands me a tissue. He pockets the party favors and is about to walk past me but instead he stops and squeezes my shoulder. Kisses the top of my head and walks out of the bathroom shutting the door behind me.
Why the fuck am I crying? Now I have to figure out how to leave without him noticing. There is no way I am going home with him tonight, especially after seeing me blubber over the condoms. I am a fool if I think I can handle someone with his reputation.
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