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Chapter 3- A Dance and Some Drinks. . .
"What time is it?" I asked my mother suddenly, forgetting that I left my watch on the bathroom sink upstairs.
"6:45. Why?" She replied, puzzled at my random question.
"Shoot, I have to go. I'm late!" I quickly stood up from my place at the dinner table and gave my mother a quick kiss on the cheek. She smiled and watched me search for my car keys.
"They're on the counter top in the living room." She pointed in the direction opposite of me and I ran into the room, finding my keys right where she had said they were.
"Thanks!" I yelled. I quickly put on my jacket and opened the front door.
"Oh and Landon?" She asked.
"What's up mom?" I turned to her, hoping she would make it quick. I didn't have all day.
"Try not to get into trouble, okay? You know what happened last time."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I know. Trust me, I'll be good."
She nodded her head. "Okay. I don't want any bad reports. I'm STILL paying Mr. Gardler for the fence you and Eric broke last week."
I smiled and walked out the door. "Bye mom. . ."
********
"I hate dances." I grumbled to Eric who was standing next to me.
"What? I can't hear you man you gotta speak up!" He held his hand up to his ear.
"I said I hate dances!" Not to mention that I hated screaming too. But the music was loud so I guess I had reason to.
"Not me man. I love 'em." He started busting some of his signature moves and I furrowed my brow.
"So why are you standing here next to me? Go find some chick to grind with."
"Naw it's cool. I'll stay here with you." He patted my shoulder. "We'll be out of here in a few minutes anyway. I just have to find Belinda." He poked his head into a group of people. "Yo, is Belinda here?" One of the people shook their heads no and Eric turned to me. "I'll be back. Lemme go find her."
"No it's okay" I put my hand up in protest. "I'll find her. We'll never get out of here if you look for her, let alone if you find her."
"And why is that?" He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Because you'll wind up getting down and dirty with her! I know you dude, you're slick. I'LL go and find her."
He laughed and waved me off. "Whatever you say, bro."
I walked around for a few minutes, passing by kissing couples, drugged up losers, and people just having a flat out good time. Despite my attempts, there was still no Belinda. I knew she liked to dance, so I made my way up to where the DJ was. Sure enough, she was there. . . grinding with Walker.
"Get a room you two." I whined.
"Oh, hey Landon. Are you coming to dance with me?" Belinda left her place as Walker's dance partner and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Uh, no." I unlaced her arms and placed them at her sides. "I came to get you guys. We're leaving."
Belinda's face lit up. "Oh okay then." She turned around and motioned to Walker. "Walker, let's go. We have to jet!"
"I'll meet you outside." I looked around and saw Eric dancing with a girl from one of our classes. "Make sure you get that fool before you get there." I pointed to him and Belinda laughed. "See ya."
******
"So, what time are we leaving here?" Dean asked me.
"Well, the Smith Factory doesn't close until 10:00. We'll have to wait until all the people are gone and then we can do our thing." I was on my fourth beer. . .and it was definitely making me woozy. I squinted and looked down at my watch. "It's quarter to ten. Do you guys want to leave now? By the time we get there it'll be a little past ten and we can just hang out until Gephardt gets there."
"Sounds good to me" Belinda jumped down from the ledge she was on and entered the middle of our circle. "Walker can ride with me, Tracey can ride with Dean, and since Eric and Landon came separately they can just ride with.themselves."
I rolled my eyes. "Well Belinda, you sure are good with making plans. Let me tell you."
"Oh Landon, what would you do without me?" She batted her eyes.
"Prolly run around naked in the street singing songs of praise." Eric laughed. Belinda whacked him in the stomach with the back of her hand. "Ow! Damn girl I was just tellin' it like it is!"
I laughed and watched her walk swiftly to the car. Poor girl, she was so damn sensitive. Hahah, I loved it. It was so funny watching her get pissed like that. Walker followed after her like a puppy dog. Tracey hopped on Dean's back and they made their way to their car, while Eric stayed back with me for a few minutes.
"Aren't you comin'?" He zippered his jacket up, his teeth chattering just a bit. It was starting to get colder out.
"Yeah I'll be right there, I want to finish this before I leave." I held the half empty beer bottle up and he nodded his head.
"Well, I'm gonna go. I'll see you in a few."
I watched him as he left, staggering a little as he walked to his car. I laughed and shook my head, drinking what was left of my beer. Then I got into my car and drove away.
The continuation of this chapter will be out soon!!! Please review!
Chapter 3- A Dance and Some Drinks. . .
"What time is it?" I asked my mother suddenly, forgetting that I left my watch on the bathroom sink upstairs.
"6:45. Why?" She replied, puzzled at my random question.
"Shoot, I have to go. I'm late!" I quickly stood up from my place at the dinner table and gave my mother a quick kiss on the cheek. She smiled and watched me search for my car keys.
"They're on the counter top in the living room." She pointed in the direction opposite of me and I ran into the room, finding my keys right where she had said they were.
"Thanks!" I yelled. I quickly put on my jacket and opened the front door.
"Oh and Landon?" She asked.
"What's up mom?" I turned to her, hoping she would make it quick. I didn't have all day.
"Try not to get into trouble, okay? You know what happened last time."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I know. Trust me, I'll be good."
She nodded her head. "Okay. I don't want any bad reports. I'm STILL paying Mr. Gardler for the fence you and Eric broke last week."
I smiled and walked out the door. "Bye mom. . ."
********
"I hate dances." I grumbled to Eric who was standing next to me.
"What? I can't hear you man you gotta speak up!" He held his hand up to his ear.
"I said I hate dances!" Not to mention that I hated screaming too. But the music was loud so I guess I had reason to.
"Not me man. I love 'em." He started busting some of his signature moves and I furrowed my brow.
"So why are you standing here next to me? Go find some chick to grind with."
"Naw it's cool. I'll stay here with you." He patted my shoulder. "We'll be out of here in a few minutes anyway. I just have to find Belinda." He poked his head into a group of people. "Yo, is Belinda here?" One of the people shook their heads no and Eric turned to me. "I'll be back. Lemme go find her."
"No it's okay" I put my hand up in protest. "I'll find her. We'll never get out of here if you look for her, let alone if you find her."
"And why is that?" He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Because you'll wind up getting down and dirty with her! I know you dude, you're slick. I'LL go and find her."
He laughed and waved me off. "Whatever you say, bro."
I walked around for a few minutes, passing by kissing couples, drugged up losers, and people just having a flat out good time. Despite my attempts, there was still no Belinda. I knew she liked to dance, so I made my way up to where the DJ was. Sure enough, she was there. . . grinding with Walker.
"Get a room you two." I whined.
"Oh, hey Landon. Are you coming to dance with me?" Belinda left her place as Walker's dance partner and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Uh, no." I unlaced her arms and placed them at her sides. "I came to get you guys. We're leaving."
Belinda's face lit up. "Oh okay then." She turned around and motioned to Walker. "Walker, let's go. We have to jet!"
"I'll meet you outside." I looked around and saw Eric dancing with a girl from one of our classes. "Make sure you get that fool before you get there." I pointed to him and Belinda laughed. "See ya."
******
"So, what time are we leaving here?" Dean asked me.
"Well, the Smith Factory doesn't close until 10:00. We'll have to wait until all the people are gone and then we can do our thing." I was on my fourth beer. . .and it was definitely making me woozy. I squinted and looked down at my watch. "It's quarter to ten. Do you guys want to leave now? By the time we get there it'll be a little past ten and we can just hang out until Gephardt gets there."
"Sounds good to me" Belinda jumped down from the ledge she was on and entered the middle of our circle. "Walker can ride with me, Tracey can ride with Dean, and since Eric and Landon came separately they can just ride with.themselves."
I rolled my eyes. "Well Belinda, you sure are good with making plans. Let me tell you."
"Oh Landon, what would you do without me?" She batted her eyes.
"Prolly run around naked in the street singing songs of praise." Eric laughed. Belinda whacked him in the stomach with the back of her hand. "Ow! Damn girl I was just tellin' it like it is!"
I laughed and watched her walk swiftly to the car. Poor girl, she was so damn sensitive. Hahah, I loved it. It was so funny watching her get pissed like that. Walker followed after her like a puppy dog. Tracey hopped on Dean's back and they made their way to their car, while Eric stayed back with me for a few minutes.
"Aren't you comin'?" He zippered his jacket up, his teeth chattering just a bit. It was starting to get colder out.
"Yeah I'll be right there, I want to finish this before I leave." I held the half empty beer bottle up and he nodded his head.
"Well, I'm gonna go. I'll see you in a few."
I watched him as he left, staggering a little as he walked to his car. I laughed and shook my head, drinking what was left of my beer. Then I got into my car and drove away.
The continuation of this chapter will be out soon!!! Please review!