"Hey Haley!" a drunken Chris yelled to me.
"Hey yourself," I returned. Goodness, every night she seems to get drunk. It's amazing she's still passing her classes.
"Hey guys," a perfectly sober Chase waltzed up to the group.
"Alright, tell me this. How is she drunk and you're not?" Ted asked.
"Long story, um, let's start at the middle. She's had 23 sour shots. Many flavors, many sizes. But the bonus for her was she now is the proud owner of $500." Chase laughed.
"You pimped her?" I yelped. So the alcohol was starting to go to my head. Heck, I was only on my third martini. And like I said, they're not a wimp's drink.
"No, she pimped herself. Some guy bet she couldn't hold her own. And her being the stubborn lil shit she is had to show him up. So bingo, she's drunk."
The group started laughing, Chris just perked up, "Did my boob fall out or something?"
"It's the or something," I reassured. Why would she even think that her boob was out? Crazy drunk.
The night went on and I found myself thinking about that guy. What was so fascinating and familiar about him? He seemed like just another crazy stalker guy. And anyway I didn't get that great of a look at him, so he was probably just another scruffy bar guy. But wow was he mysterious! And damned me for liking that in a guy.
I should talk to him. Scanning the room I didn't see him. Then I fell upon his form in the corner.
"Hey uh guys, I have to go to the bathroom, be right back," What am I thinking? I have Ted. A very hot guy, correction a very hot football player, and I'm going to go find out more about crazy stalker guy! I can't believe this!
I walked toward the bathroom and when I was out of their view I walked slowly over to the guy. What was I going to say to him? Hi, I'm Haley I think I know you but I'm not sure. And well I think you're a crazy stalker guy so I was just wondering. No, that would never work.
"Haley?" The strange guy knew my name? What the heck!
"Yeah, that's me. And you are?" he walked out into the light. Damn he looked familiar. What was his name? Jim, Josh, Mark. Come on Haley! He knows who you are, think!
"I can't believe you don't remember me!"
"Yeah well I'm guilty."
"Guess."
"Oh I hate you already! I hate guessing games. But I'll go with it."
I thought for a few minutes. "Jake?"
"Nope, but if you're wondering he and Jenny are doing fine."
Tree Hill. Must be somebody from Tree Hill. Damn it! He looks so familiar!
"Mark?"
"I don't think you ever knew a guy named Mark."
"Tim?"
"Nope."
"Can you tell me?"
"I'll give you a hint, it has an A in it."
"Not fair! Everybody's name has an A in it!"
"Well the guess it!"
"Nathan?"
"Ha! Nope wrong guy!"
"...Lucas!?"
"Yeah!" he hugged me. Lucas Scott hugged me. Wow, and for a minute there I thought he was a cute guy!
"So how's my former best friend been doing?"
"Pretty good. You?"
"Great." I confessed, "What are you doing in Indiana?"
"Vacationing?" he joked. The only thing here is corn, cows, and cars. And the cars don't really count for much at Purdue. That's it, that's all that's here. The wonderful three C's of this loser state!
"Seriously, what?"
"I'm transferring."
"You're joking!"
"Nope, I'm transferring! Actually I'm coming here for journalism. Damn Ball State wouldn't let me in!"
"Hey that makes two people."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, my friend Chase. He's doing journalism too."
"Really? Wow, what a small world."
"You want to meet him?"
"Yeah sure."
I led him over to the table where the group was. Chris was still drunk if not more and Ted was making fun of her for it. Chase was just sitting there off in lala land.
"Hales, isn't that psycho guy?" Ted asked as soon as we walked up.
"Actually nope. Psycho guy turns out to be an old friend." Both Lucas and Ted gave me weird looks.
"Alright...um yeah. Anyway, care to introduce us?" Chase asked.
"Oh yeah. Guys this is Lucas. Luke this is Christy, Chase, and Ted," I hated introducing people. It always made me feel funny, "Chase, Luke's coming to Purdue on journalism."
"Really? Maybe we'll have some classes together," Chase said as they knocked fists.
"You into any sports?" Ted asked.
"Yeah, basketball," he shared, "You?"
"Me and Chase are football. You going out for the team?"
"Yeah, I went to NC on basketball, and well I've been transferred."
"Well welcome. Sit." Ted said and moved over so Lucas and I could sit down.
"So you got a girlfriend?" Chris finally spoke. Even though it was slurred we all heard her.
"Nope."
"Hey, but Chris, you do have a boyfriend," Chase reminded her. If Chase wasn't there I'm sure that girl would be on him like white on rice.
"Oh yeah that's right I do! Maybe Haley could go for him."
"Nope sorry Chris, I got Ted."
"Well that sucks, a fine piece of meat shouldn't go to waste like that."
"Well I'm sure it won't be for long," Ouch! Lucas is so stupid! That was one of the most egotistical comments he could make, and of course, the Scott ego comes out when they first meet people.
"Little high on yourself still?" I calmed him down.
"Nope, I just got this chicks number, so ya know!" Lucas said and him and Ted knocked fists. Guys and that stupid fist thing! I could shoot them for it! Oh well they're too pretty to do that!
"Hey yourself," I returned. Goodness, every night she seems to get drunk. It's amazing she's still passing her classes.
"Hey guys," a perfectly sober Chase waltzed up to the group.
"Alright, tell me this. How is she drunk and you're not?" Ted asked.
"Long story, um, let's start at the middle. She's had 23 sour shots. Many flavors, many sizes. But the bonus for her was she now is the proud owner of $500." Chase laughed.
"You pimped her?" I yelped. So the alcohol was starting to go to my head. Heck, I was only on my third martini. And like I said, they're not a wimp's drink.
"No, she pimped herself. Some guy bet she couldn't hold her own. And her being the stubborn lil shit she is had to show him up. So bingo, she's drunk."
The group started laughing, Chris just perked up, "Did my boob fall out or something?"
"It's the or something," I reassured. Why would she even think that her boob was out? Crazy drunk.
The night went on and I found myself thinking about that guy. What was so fascinating and familiar about him? He seemed like just another crazy stalker guy. And anyway I didn't get that great of a look at him, so he was probably just another scruffy bar guy. But wow was he mysterious! And damned me for liking that in a guy.
I should talk to him. Scanning the room I didn't see him. Then I fell upon his form in the corner.
"Hey uh guys, I have to go to the bathroom, be right back," What am I thinking? I have Ted. A very hot guy, correction a very hot football player, and I'm going to go find out more about crazy stalker guy! I can't believe this!
I walked toward the bathroom and when I was out of their view I walked slowly over to the guy. What was I going to say to him? Hi, I'm Haley I think I know you but I'm not sure. And well I think you're a crazy stalker guy so I was just wondering. No, that would never work.
"Haley?" The strange guy knew my name? What the heck!
"Yeah, that's me. And you are?" he walked out into the light. Damn he looked familiar. What was his name? Jim, Josh, Mark. Come on Haley! He knows who you are, think!
"I can't believe you don't remember me!"
"Yeah well I'm guilty."
"Guess."
"Oh I hate you already! I hate guessing games. But I'll go with it."
I thought for a few minutes. "Jake?"
"Nope, but if you're wondering he and Jenny are doing fine."
Tree Hill. Must be somebody from Tree Hill. Damn it! He looks so familiar!
"Mark?"
"I don't think you ever knew a guy named Mark."
"Tim?"
"Nope."
"Can you tell me?"
"I'll give you a hint, it has an A in it."
"Not fair! Everybody's name has an A in it!"
"Well the guess it!"
"Nathan?"
"Ha! Nope wrong guy!"
"...Lucas!?"
"Yeah!" he hugged me. Lucas Scott hugged me. Wow, and for a minute there I thought he was a cute guy!
"So how's my former best friend been doing?"
"Pretty good. You?"
"Great." I confessed, "What are you doing in Indiana?"
"Vacationing?" he joked. The only thing here is corn, cows, and cars. And the cars don't really count for much at Purdue. That's it, that's all that's here. The wonderful three C's of this loser state!
"Seriously, what?"
"I'm transferring."
"You're joking!"
"Nope, I'm transferring! Actually I'm coming here for journalism. Damn Ball State wouldn't let me in!"
"Hey that makes two people."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, my friend Chase. He's doing journalism too."
"Really? Wow, what a small world."
"You want to meet him?"
"Yeah sure."
I led him over to the table where the group was. Chris was still drunk if not more and Ted was making fun of her for it. Chase was just sitting there off in lala land.
"Hales, isn't that psycho guy?" Ted asked as soon as we walked up.
"Actually nope. Psycho guy turns out to be an old friend." Both Lucas and Ted gave me weird looks.
"Alright...um yeah. Anyway, care to introduce us?" Chase asked.
"Oh yeah. Guys this is Lucas. Luke this is Christy, Chase, and Ted," I hated introducing people. It always made me feel funny, "Chase, Luke's coming to Purdue on journalism."
"Really? Maybe we'll have some classes together," Chase said as they knocked fists.
"You into any sports?" Ted asked.
"Yeah, basketball," he shared, "You?"
"Me and Chase are football. You going out for the team?"
"Yeah, I went to NC on basketball, and well I've been transferred."
"Well welcome. Sit." Ted said and moved over so Lucas and I could sit down.
"So you got a girlfriend?" Chris finally spoke. Even though it was slurred we all heard her.
"Nope."
"Hey, but Chris, you do have a boyfriend," Chase reminded her. If Chase wasn't there I'm sure that girl would be on him like white on rice.
"Oh yeah that's right I do! Maybe Haley could go for him."
"Nope sorry Chris, I got Ted."
"Well that sucks, a fine piece of meat shouldn't go to waste like that."
"Well I'm sure it won't be for long," Ouch! Lucas is so stupid! That was one of the most egotistical comments he could make, and of course, the Scott ego comes out when they first meet people.
"Little high on yourself still?" I calmed him down.
"Nope, I just got this chicks number, so ya know!" Lucas said and him and Ted knocked fists. Guys and that stupid fist thing! I could shoot them for it! Oh well they're too pretty to do that!