Panic ran through me. What did we do last night? All I could remember was drinking my weight in cheap red wine the same colour as my hair. I was sure I'd just crashed out on his bed, but I didn't know. I quickly replied:
From: Brett
To: Sebastian
What did we do last night?!
A minute later I got a reply:
From: Sebastian
To: Brett
Everything ;P…
A few seconds later I got another text:
From: Sebastian
To: Brett
Nah, joking babe. I'll come round later to explain. X
Phew, so he was joking. That was good, but he was coming over again. Since the thanksgiving break we'd seen each other around Waverly a lot more that I'd planned. I'd just wanted to hang out with Jenny and Callie, talking and trying to get over Jeremiah but Mrs Horniman still wanted me to tutor Sebastian. I mean, sometimes the tutoring sessions were fun but I really didn't want to get involved with guys in ANY way for a while. Friends or otherwise.
I went downstairs half an hour later in one of Jeremiah's old football shirts I'd never really thought of giving back and some long thick socks. Surprisingly Willy was sat at the breakfast bar drinking filter coffee. He looked as rough as I felt, or at least I hoped I didn't look rough. "Morning," I said. Willy was beginning to grow on me since thanksgiving. "Hey," he replied "Before you say anything, I KNOW I look god-awful. My mom wants a whole new table at the wedding for her and dad's friends at the country club. I told her the venue was really small but I don't think she cares. Anyway, want some coffee?" "No thanks, I'm just getting some water." I told him. "Oh okay, cool. By the way, that guy from thanksgiving, Simon?" he began "Oh, Sebastian" I corrected him. "Yeah, well he came over about ten minutes ago. He's waiting for you in the living room." Shit. The whole downstairs is literally open planned. That means he's seen me in what I sleep in. Great(!) I squeaked my thanks and rushed off without my water.
"Hey, wow. You look Hot!" Sebastian called as I hurried past."Makes me wish we HAD done it last night if I'd known you were into the whole as little clothing thing as possible dealio". "Shut up," was all I could think of as I ran up the stairs. In my room I opened my wardrobe and looked for something suitable to wear after last night. I wanted it to be sexy but not too over the top. Knowing Sebastian, he'd planned something but I wasn't sure what. After some careful deliberation I chose my silky green Saks blouse with the short sleeves that made my hair stand out and some military shorts I'd bought in downtown Rhinecliff of the Sunday flea market. I finished the outfit with my gladiator sandals from Loubuitton and fixed my hair and makeup.
I grabbed my bag and went to go down the stairs. On the landing I bumped into Bree. "Hi B" she yawned sleepily. "Hey sis, heard about Willy's mom. Do you have to invite her? She's such a bitch." "Brett, she's his MOM. And she's only a bitch to you. No offense. Its just that whole thanksgiving thing really pissed her off". "Well yeah, it was meant to. But I'm sorry now." I'd beaten myself up about it for a while but it still had me in stiches when I could picture her face when Sebastian walked in. "Seriously Bree, I'm sorry. Tell Willy's mom and dad that I am." And with that I bounded down the stairs.
When I got down Sebastian stood up and before I could even say hello he'd grabbed my hand and marched me straight out of the front door and lead me into his Mustang. I didn't know where I was going, but for now I didn't care.