Chapter 28 New Year's Eve
BradIt's
11 pm, only an hour left until New Year's and I'm looking forward to
it. We're all at Jeremy's party, with we I mean Lisa, Randy, Angela,
Mark and me.
Because Mark and I lost the snowball fight last week, we have to serve drinks to Lisa and Randy. At first I hated it, but when we noticed the punch really does have alcohol in it and they don't know, it's becoming a lot more entertaining.
Right now, Randy is singing karaoke, while Lisa is dancing wildly and cheering him on. Mark and I are just watching them with big smiles on our faces. They are just tipsy and not completely drunk yet and already, they're doing stuff they would never do otherwise. So, we've decided we'll keep giving them punch and maybe we can have some fun with them.
45 minutes later...Oh my god, this just keeps getting better. Randy and Lisa are now officially wasted and are now singing a duet on the karaoke machine. They're not even that bad, but it doesn't stop the laughter. They can't stop touching each other as they sing "I'm too sexy". We're now all cheering them on and more so, hope they stop screwing around and make out already. We all know it won't long with they way things are going.
13 minutes later...Only two more minutes till the start to a new year and we all know it. We're already standing outside, getting the drinks ready and stand next to our dates. It's a tradition to kiss someone when the clock strikes twelve and of course we're all making sure to stick to that. I'm already standing next to Angela of course and even Mark has found a girl. How surprising that might be. She seems really nice. They've been spending all evening together, talking and dancing. I haven't said anything. I'll wait till tomorrow. Plenty of time to pick on him, and hopefully with Randy, if he doesn't have that bad a hangover. Speaking of which, where are Lisa and Randy anyway?
I look around the party, but can't see them anywhere. I spot Jeremy standing by the snack table and walk over.
'Hey, have you seen Lisa and Randy?'
'Yeah, they left like two minutes ago.'
'They left? Where did they go?'
'No idea. But they walked out. Well, stumbled.' We both laugh at that. 'I'll bet you five bucks those two have found a bedroom by now.'
'You know, it wouldn't surprise me. I just hope it's not at a stranger's house.' He grins at that.
'I'd hate to come home to that.' We laugh again.
'Brad! Come on, the countdown has started!' Angela grabs my arm and I let her pull me outside again.
'...five..four...three.two...one...Happy New Year!'
5 am...We're still laughing as we open the front door.
'That was a great party!'
'Hey, the Nomad isn't here yet. Mom and dad are late.' Mark tells us.
'Nah, they probably spent the night at Uncle Marty and Aunt Nancy's house after the party.'
We walk in and gasp as we see the clothes lying everywhere.
'What happened in here?' I stifle a laugh as I walk over to the couch.
'Well, I guess Lisa and Randy didn't end up at a stranger's house.'
'What?' Mark comes to stand next to me and now puts a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing. 'Oh my god...'
There on the couch lie Lisa and Randy, entangled in each other's arms, half undressed and Lisa is even wearing Randy's shirt.
'This is unbelievable. I'm going to get the camera.' I grab the camera off my nightstand and let Mark take a picture. After the flash goes off, we all crack up laughing. This wakes them both up and they start to stir.
They stretch and open up their eyes. As they notice each other they scream and jump off the couch. They regret it immediately as their hangover kicks in.
'Oh my god... what the hell.. where are my clothes?' Lisa panics.
'I'm not sure what happened, but somehow I'm glad it's you I'm waking up with.' Randy tells her and she slaps him upside the head. 'Ow, don't do that, it's already hurting..'
'What the hell happened last night? You don't think we...' Her eyes widen as she realizes the possibility.
'Nah, I would have probably remembered that.' Randy laughs, earning him another slap on the arm this time.
'I don't believe this...'
'As much as we'd all love to find out what did happen last night, maybe you should get dressed before mom and dad get home. I can hear the car coming up the driveway.'
'Oh shit!' They both quickly start to get dressed.
'I'll try to stall them.' Angela offers.
'Good idea. Let's clean up.' We start to put the chairs up from the ground and mom's books that were on the table are thrown across the floor as well.
'Man, you two really made a mess in here. I bet it was a really wild evening, huh?' I wink at Mark, who grins.
'Oh, shut up Brad.' Randy glares at me, while he gets dressed and helps Lisa gather her things, which are scattered all over the living room. She's already put her dress back on and has one shoe in her hand.
'Randy, I can't find my right shoe.'
'Um, Lisa? I think this might belong to you.' Mark holds up his hand and dangles a bra on his finger. I stifle a laugh as Lisa's face turns red and she snatches the bra out of his hand.
We can hear mom and dad standing right outside the door now.
'You need to go.' Randy starts to push Lisa towards the back door.
'But my shoe...'
'I'll find it, just go!' As son as he closes the door, mom and dad open the door to the kitchen and step in.
'Well, Angela, as much as I love hearing all about your family history at five in the morning, I'm really tired and I just want to go to bed. Hi guys!'
'Hi!' We all greet her innocently.
'How was the party?'
'Great.' We reply in unison. They both raise their eyebrows at us.
'So how was your party?' Mark asks them and I take the time to try and grab Randy's attention. As he finally notices me, I try to motion him to wipe the lipstick off his face. While he's doing that, my eyes widen at the high heeled black shoe under the dining table. I try and grab Randy's attention again, while Mark and Angela make sure to divert mom and dad's attention to them.
'...we would have gotten here a lot sooner if your dad hadn't gotten us lost again.'
'You were reading the map.'
'You never gave me a... do I smell alcohol?' I look up from the dining table and hit my head. I wince and with one hand I hold my head, while I quickly hide the other behind my back. I smiles at mom and dad who look at me questioningly.
'Well, people were drinking alcohol at the party. Someone probably spilled some on our clothes.' Mom raises her eyebrows at me.
'Yeah, they did. But don't you worry about that. We'll wash them ourselves. Well, we'll put them in the hamper. You guys should head to bed, you must be tired.' Randy reminds them and they divert their attention back to him.
'Yeah, after all those hours without sleep, boy, you must be exhausted. Come on, let me help you with hose bags.' Mark grabs mom's bag and as soon as they turn their heads away, I throw the shoe towards Randy who has now slowly began walking towards the back door. He catches it and hides it behind his back when mom looks at him again.
'Is there something going on here?' We all give them innocent faces.
'No, there's nothing going on, mom. You're just tired, that's all.'
'Hm.. I guess so. Come on Tim.' She hits dad in the arm and wakes him up, after he fell asleep standing. They head towards the stairs and Randy takes the time to soundlessly open the back door and throw the shoe over the fence, where Lisa is waiting and she catches it with one hand, before ducking her head. Randy closes the door and mom looks at him again.
'Goodnight, mom.' She opens her mouth to say something, but closes it again.
'Goodnight.' They finally head upstairs and we breathe a sigh of relief as we hear their bedroom door closing.
'Man, that was close.'
'Yeah, it was. Thanks for covering for us, by the way.' Randy tells us.
'Hey, we're brothers. It's what we do.' Mark and I both grin at him.
'Oh no.. you're never going to make me forget about this, are you?'
'Nope.' We reply in unison.
RandyLater that night...I try not to make a sound as I sneak outside and stand on the lawn chair. I smile as she stands on a log on her side of the fence and our faces meet.
'hey.' I softly say with a smile.
'Hey.' She smiles back.
'That was some party, huh?'
'yeah, it was. Do you think they suspect anything?'
'I don't know. They probably do, but let's pretend it's a secret anyway. That makes it even more exciting.' She smiles and we share a kiss.
'Next time, though, let's just go to my house. At least then, we don't have to stop what we're doing, because someone might come in. Uncle Wilson is not around much.' We kiss again.
'Really? You wanted to go further, huh?'
'Yeah... There were a lot of things I wanted to do..' We now just talk in between kisses.
'What did you have in mind?' I smile as she whispers her ideas in my ear. 'Wow... Ok, how about a date? We can make up for it..'
'Sounds good. How about Friday?'
'That soon? We could always wait until your birthday and make an anniversary out of it.'
'No, Friday.. I don't want to wait anymore. You kept me waiting long enough. My birthday is seventeen days away, I want you sooner than that...'
'Ok, Friday it is. We should go to bed, before someone sees us.'
'Does it matter?'
'No... But if we don't stop now they might see too much..' She laughs softly as she knows what I'm talking about.
'Alright.. Goodnight Randy.'
'Goodnight, Delilah...' We kiss once more. 'I love you..'
'I love you too..' She whispers back and we slowly go back inside and to bed. We both fall asleep, thinking about each other with a smile on our faces, neither of us noticed the smiling faces of my grandmother and Wilson watching us from the upstairs windows.
-- A/N
Thanks you all and Love, Baxxie
