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Unlike me, Daisy isn’t embarrassed lightly and is all too happy to make a scene if it means getting her way.
Fuming, I get out of the car, making sure to slam the door as I go about it.
“You have one hour. That’s it,” I warn, pointing a menacing finger at her as I bridge the gap between us.
“Three hours,” she negotiates with a mischievous grin on her face.
“Two. Or I’ll walk home right now.”
“In those heels?” She giggles, pointing to the five-inch heels she insisted I wear tonight. “Good luck with that. Three hours won’t kill you. And besides, what’s the worst thing that could happen? You having fun? Oh no! The horror!” she teases, linking her arm through mine.
“I really hate you right now,” I seethe through gritted teeth.
“No, you don’t.” She continues to cackle.
Rocks sling to the pit of my stomach as we walk into the large mansion filled to the brim with Bayshore High kids. In true Daisy fashion, all eyes are on her the minute she steps one foot through the door. I try not to notice how everyone greets her with open smiles, only to frown and gawk at me walking at her side. I read the question in their perplexed glances well enough, though—what the hell isshedoing here?
I don’t know, dude. I’m at a loss, too.
I feel you. I don’t want to be here either.
Would you believe me if I said I was tricked?
"Let’s grab a drink,” Daisy utters, unaware of the silent conversations I’m having with the other partygoers that can’t stop staring at us.
“You're driving,” I protest on a huff, hating that I ever let her convince me to come to this thing.
“Hmm. You’re right. Then I guess you’ll just have to do my drinking for me,” she jokes, nudging my shoulder with hers.
“Sure. I’ll get right on that,” I retort sarcastically.
The only thing I’ll be drinking tonight is water. I'll nurse a red Solo cup and pretend it’s vodka for the rest of the night if I have to. No way am I drinking and risk making a fool of myself with all these vultures about.
“Oh, let’s go outside! I think that’s where the real fun is happening.”
“Whatever you say,” I grumble, already looking at my watch and counting down the minutes until we can leave.
We walk out to the Monroes’ backyard, and instantly, I realize that this shit show just got a whole lot worse.
“POOL PARTY!” Daisy screams at the top of her lungs like she's never seen water before.
Everyone is having a ball, dancing to loud hip-hop music on the green while a bunch of kids are in the pool playing their own version of Marco Polo. To anyone else, this would in fact look like an unmissable party. To me, however, this is my worst nightmare come true. Parties aren’t my thing, but add a pool to the equation and my anxiety spikes up to new dimensions.
It’s only when Daisy starts stripping off her clothes that it dawns on me what she’s about to do.
“What are you doing?” I stammer anxiously.
“What does it look like? I’m going for a swim. Duh.”
“But you didn’t bring your bikini?”
“So?” She wiggles her brows while taking off her top and shimmying out of her skirt. “Remember what I told you about only living once? This is it. Seize the day, sis. Carpe fucking diem! No fear!”
And with those words still hanging in the air between us, she runs to the pool in her underwear and cannonballs her way in. Everyone cheers her along when she rises to the surface, looking like a mermaid right out of an R-rated teenage movie.
Unable to keep still, I grab her clothes before someone swipes them away, biting my lower lip as I watch her laugh and have the time of her life.
"Come on in, Sky! The water is amazing!" she calls out animatedly, yet I stay rooted to my spot. “No fear,” she mouths so that I’m the only one to hear her secret message.
