She took in the sights before settling her gaze on me. Why was she staring at me? She did that earlier, too. It wasn’t ‘fuck me’ eyes like the rest of the girls, but more out of sheer curiosity. Maybe my tattoos and overall personality confused her. Whatever it was, I hoped she took full advantage as I raked my eyes over her delicious body.

I held up my cigarette case in her direction. “Want one?”

“Eh, fuck it,” she said.

Blondie had a dirty mouth, too? Just my luck. I held her gaze as I lit up the cigarette that hung from her full lips. I think I like this one.

“Tired of the party?”

Her eyes didn’t waver from mine as she dove into her ramblings. “Not really. I bombed beer pong and then found my friend a soda she’s been looking for.” She held up a can of soda. “But, she’s with a guy so they’re probably sequestered somewhere. Figured I’d chill for a bit before I started back up looking for her.” She took an awkward drag from the cigarette, clearly never having smoked a day in her life. It was cute.

I’ll see you around later, I thought, pushing off the railing and flicking my spent butt somewhere into the ether.

Her mouth shot open. “Hey! That’s littering!”

I shook my head and laughed. “Look around, babe. Everyone is littering.”

Knowing I’d come back for her later, I stalked off into the night to make a phone call. Blondie would have to wait for a bit, but I silently promised her I’d come back for some fun.

​Chapter 4

Fallon

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment from being a little tipsy and word vomiting on him. Who tells the campus bad boy Hey! Don’t litter! and can recover from that? I stayed on the porch for a bit longer, hoping that no one else saw, and tried my best to look like I was just enjoying a nice smoke break.

I’d never smoked before and had no idea how to look natural. I tried a vape once if that counts.

After finishing the cigarette, I tucked the spent butt away for the garbage later and went looking for a bathroom to cry from embarrassment in.

Closing myself into a bathroom I looked in a mirror. “I don’t know if I can do this,” I told myself. I didn’t know how to fix the makeup that Kelly helped me with, but I would do my damned best.