Courtney drove me home in the morning. "It was fun right? You would be coming again, won't you?" She asks as I was about to get down. "Yes. It really was fun." I heartily responded.
But in my mind, I am hoping that there won't be a next time.
"The next one is going to be so much fun! I really can't wait. Take care bitch!" I watch her speed out of the driveway before going to the front door. Only, it opens before I could even touch the knob revealing mom herself. She was all over me asking how it went and increasing my hangover headache. I told her it was fine and kept it vague when she wanted to know the details.
"Has Dad left for work?" He doesn't usually goes to work on Saturdays except he has some really important case he is working on. I am guessing that must be the case since he is not home right now.
