"So is Amy talking to you again yet?" Adina asked Bright gently, as they
walked towards the school parking lot.
"No, not really," Bright answered, "How about you?"
"Yeah, she already chewed me out about everything. Apparently it's my fault for letting you guys come to the party," Adina shrugged, "But I think she's getting over it, at least I hope so."
"Sorry," Bright apologized, "I didn't mean for it to hurt your friendship, I was just worried about you guys."
"No, I think it's really sweet that you cared enough about your sister to let her know she was being a slut," Adina replied, "Wait, I don't mean it like that. It's just that-,"
"I get what you mean, and thanks," Bright laughed, "You want a ride home?"
"Sure," Adina nodded, climbing into Bright's ford, "So, planning on sabotaging any frat parties this weekend?"
"Haven't decided yet," Bright answered, "How about you, any plans yet?"
"Nope, well, not besides for watching old TV movies from the 70's, "Ice Castles" is my new favorite," Adina joked.
"If the whole ice castles thing doesn't work out, I've got a couple of tickets to the Avalanche game tonight," Bright suggested, "If you want to go."
"Oh my god, I love hockey, of course I'll go!" Adina exclaimed excitedly, "I'll just run in and change." Adina hopped out of the car and sprinted into the house. As she continued the the stairs she threw her coat off onto the banister, next to the coat she had worn to the party just a few nights before. Hastily she changed into a pair of black low rise jeans and an hockey jersey she had been given by Chris, who had been on a hockey team in New York.
"Dad, can I go to an avalanche game with Bright Abbott tonight?" Adina called down the stairs as she searched for her vans.
"Sure, you need any money?" He called back, knowing she'd want some.
"Of course," Adina laughed, as she finally found her shoes under her bed.
"I'll just put it in your coat pocket," Andy answered, grabbing her coat off the banister. Sticking his hand in the pocket to put the money in, he felt something inside. Pulling it out, he realized what it was.
"Adina, get down here right now," Andy said as calmly as he could.
"What?" Adina asked as she made her way down the stairs.
"What's this?" Andy asked holding up a joint.
"Where did you find that?" She asked, a mixture of surprise and confusion washing over her.
"Your coat pocket," Andy replied, "Would you like to explain?"
"That's not mine," Adina stated simply, "You have to believe me, it's really not mine."
"Then what is it doing in your coat pocket?" Andy asked, "Hmm, I'd sure as hell like to know how it got there."
"Dad, all I can tell you is it isn't mine!" Adina yelled, "Why won't you just believe me?"
"Because I know you Adina, and it's just like you to do something like this," Andy shouted back, "You know, I really thought you had changed."
"My god, I can't believe your accusing me of this!" Adina screamed back, "I'm going."
"No your not young lady, your grounded until I know what to do with you," Andy told her.
"I'm not going to be held prisoner for something I didn't do," Adina responded coldly, "Bye."
"Walk out that door, and you'll be in a world of trouble," Andy shouted as she neared the door. She ignored him, and without hesitation, walked out and slammed the door behind her.
"Let's go," Adina instructed as she hopped into the car, her teeth still clenched.
"What happened?" Bright asked, worried.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling it's Laynie's doing," Adina sighed, "Can we get out of here?"
"Sure," Bright dropped it, and pulled out of the driveway.
***
"Where's Adina?" Ephram asked as he entered the living room where Andy was sitting on the couch, contemplating what to do. "At a hockey game with Bright," Andy answered bitterly.
"What's wrong?" Ephram asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I found a joint in Adina's coat pocket today," Andy replied, "And when I grounded her, she left anyways."
"You think it was actually hers?" Ephram questioned.
"Whose else would it be," Andy said, nodding.
"Dad, you can't honestly think Adina would do that," Ephram responded, "I mean, sure she's never been perfect, but she's never been an addict or anything either."
"I don't know Ephram, I don't know what to think," Andy sighed, "There's been so much going on with her in the past couple years, maybe.."
"No, I know her better then you do, and she's just not like that," Ephram replied, "Hot headed, stubborn, sure, but I can assure you she's not on drugs."
"I wish I could believe that," Andy muttered softly.
***
"I had a great time," Adina smiled when they had finally pulled into the driveway.
"Me too," Bright nodded, "We should do stuff more often."
"Yeah," Adina replied, "So I guess I should be going." Adina slowly unbuckled her seat belt, and reached for the door handle, but then she had another thought. She turned and leaned over to Bright, giving him a slow, passionate kiss. Before she knew it they had been kissing for nearly 15 minutes, but she just couldn't stop herself.
"I've really got to go," Adina said between kisses.
"Why?" Bright asked pulling her closer.
"I know, I don't want to, but I'm already in deep shit," Adina smiled, giving him one last kiss before getting out of the car, "See you tomorrow." Once Bright had driven off, Adina leaned against the house, her heart pounding in her chest, not believing all the things that had happened that day.
"No, not really," Bright answered, "How about you?"
"Yeah, she already chewed me out about everything. Apparently it's my fault for letting you guys come to the party," Adina shrugged, "But I think she's getting over it, at least I hope so."
"Sorry," Bright apologized, "I didn't mean for it to hurt your friendship, I was just worried about you guys."
"No, I think it's really sweet that you cared enough about your sister to let her know she was being a slut," Adina replied, "Wait, I don't mean it like that. It's just that-,"
"I get what you mean, and thanks," Bright laughed, "You want a ride home?"
"Sure," Adina nodded, climbing into Bright's ford, "So, planning on sabotaging any frat parties this weekend?"
"Haven't decided yet," Bright answered, "How about you, any plans yet?"
"Nope, well, not besides for watching old TV movies from the 70's, "Ice Castles" is my new favorite," Adina joked.
"If the whole ice castles thing doesn't work out, I've got a couple of tickets to the Avalanche game tonight," Bright suggested, "If you want to go."
"Oh my god, I love hockey, of course I'll go!" Adina exclaimed excitedly, "I'll just run in and change." Adina hopped out of the car and sprinted into the house. As she continued the the stairs she threw her coat off onto the banister, next to the coat she had worn to the party just a few nights before. Hastily she changed into a pair of black low rise jeans and an hockey jersey she had been given by Chris, who had been on a hockey team in New York.
"Dad, can I go to an avalanche game with Bright Abbott tonight?" Adina called down the stairs as she searched for her vans.
"Sure, you need any money?" He called back, knowing she'd want some.
"Of course," Adina laughed, as she finally found her shoes under her bed.
"I'll just put it in your coat pocket," Andy answered, grabbing her coat off the banister. Sticking his hand in the pocket to put the money in, he felt something inside. Pulling it out, he realized what it was.
"Adina, get down here right now," Andy said as calmly as he could.
"What?" Adina asked as she made her way down the stairs.
"What's this?" Andy asked holding up a joint.
"Where did you find that?" She asked, a mixture of surprise and confusion washing over her.
"Your coat pocket," Andy replied, "Would you like to explain?"
"That's not mine," Adina stated simply, "You have to believe me, it's really not mine."
"Then what is it doing in your coat pocket?" Andy asked, "Hmm, I'd sure as hell like to know how it got there."
"Dad, all I can tell you is it isn't mine!" Adina yelled, "Why won't you just believe me?"
"Because I know you Adina, and it's just like you to do something like this," Andy shouted back, "You know, I really thought you had changed."
"My god, I can't believe your accusing me of this!" Adina screamed back, "I'm going."
"No your not young lady, your grounded until I know what to do with you," Andy told her.
"I'm not going to be held prisoner for something I didn't do," Adina responded coldly, "Bye."
"Walk out that door, and you'll be in a world of trouble," Andy shouted as she neared the door. She ignored him, and without hesitation, walked out and slammed the door behind her.
"Let's go," Adina instructed as she hopped into the car, her teeth still clenched.
"What happened?" Bright asked, worried.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling it's Laynie's doing," Adina sighed, "Can we get out of here?"
"Sure," Bright dropped it, and pulled out of the driveway.
***
"Where's Adina?" Ephram asked as he entered the living room where Andy was sitting on the couch, contemplating what to do. "At a hockey game with Bright," Andy answered bitterly.
"What's wrong?" Ephram asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I found a joint in Adina's coat pocket today," Andy replied, "And when I grounded her, she left anyways."
"You think it was actually hers?" Ephram questioned.
"Whose else would it be," Andy said, nodding.
"Dad, you can't honestly think Adina would do that," Ephram responded, "I mean, sure she's never been perfect, but she's never been an addict or anything either."
"I don't know Ephram, I don't know what to think," Andy sighed, "There's been so much going on with her in the past couple years, maybe.."
"No, I know her better then you do, and she's just not like that," Ephram replied, "Hot headed, stubborn, sure, but I can assure you she's not on drugs."
"I wish I could believe that," Andy muttered softly.
***
"I had a great time," Adina smiled when they had finally pulled into the driveway.
"Me too," Bright nodded, "We should do stuff more often."
"Yeah," Adina replied, "So I guess I should be going." Adina slowly unbuckled her seat belt, and reached for the door handle, but then she had another thought. She turned and leaned over to Bright, giving him a slow, passionate kiss. Before she knew it they had been kissing for nearly 15 minutes, but she just couldn't stop herself.
"I've really got to go," Adina said between kisses.
"Why?" Bright asked pulling her closer.
"I know, I don't want to, but I'm already in deep shit," Adina smiled, giving him one last kiss before getting out of the car, "See you tomorrow." Once Bright had driven off, Adina leaned against the house, her heart pounding in her chest, not believing all the things that had happened that day.