His cell phone buzzed an alarm.
Throwing his blankets off, he grabbed up his clothes from the floor and hurriedly dressed. If he missed, then Coach wouldn't let him play on Game Day!
That would suuuuuuuck!
Jason grinned. "You, too! Man, you're like a rock!" he said, cuffing Anoki on the shoulder. With this massive guy on their team, their defense was solid.
Millie glared. "What are you talking about?" she asked arrogantly.
"Oh, I meant, word to your llama mama!"
Millie stomped her foot angrily. "You're an idiot!" she fumed, stomping off.
Jason glanced back at Anoki, still chuckling. "Good one, huh?"
Anoki glanced away, stepping away from Jason.
(*AN - Millie stole Ace's guitar that I had Jason bring to college. I've been trying to figure out how to get it back this whole time! Lol. I am so MAD at her for stealing my priceless heirloom!!! If I ever manage to get it back, she'll probably suffer a horrible fate!)
In retrospect, Jason was feeling like a huge jerk for picking on Millie, despite the fact that he couldn't stand her snooty attitude.
He biked over to Moudy's frat house to get out of the house. He noticed a number of people heading inside. Good, he thought to himself, a party would help get him out of his funk.
Moudy grinned. "How ya doing, Jas?" he asked.
"Aw man, that sucks. What happened?" Moudy asked.
Jason laid it on the line, telling Moudy all about the dare, his missing guitar, and his ragging on Millie. "...And I just felt like crap after she walked away," he finished, his shoulders drooping. "I'm such a douche."
Moudy popped him on the shoulder. "You're not a douche!" he told his friend. "Just temporary insanity!"
Jason scoffed. He was about to head over and grab a drink when his phone tweeted. He glanced at his text, Wanna come over?
He only had to wait a few seconds before she texted back, :(
He slipped his phone back in his pocket and glanced up.
He'd just taken a sip when he his phone tweeted again. He popped his phone out and glanced at Ashley's text. I'm here. Meet me outside.
Ashley made a face. "I'm not in the mood to party," she said with a pout. "And I can't believe my boyfriend doesn't want to spend Friday night with me!"
He saw a tear forming in the corner of her eye and she seemed genuinely distraught. He didn't want to be responsible for his girl being upset!
"Yay!" Ashley cheered, hooking her arm through his on their way down the steps.
Ashley looped her arms around his neck, dragging him down on top of her on the bed. "I told you that you wouldn't regret it!" she said sultrily.