This choice: We're going to the beach for a bonfire party, want to come? • Go Back... "We're going to a bonfire party, wanna come?"
Here the older, taller, bigger-haired woman snorted with at least some dismissal. With her hands on her flaring hips, Sam looked her best customer and old friend up and down like she had just suggested they all go out to Chuck E. Cheese. It made Piper wince a bit; she didn't like feeling like a stupid kid. At least, not with Sam.
"What?" she asked defensively, "No good?"
"Uh-uh." Sam shook her head, her curly mane shifting, "You expect me to clock out and blow off my girls for a night out on the beach? You're gonna have to do better than that, Pipey."
There was a beat in the air as everyone just sort've shifted awkwardly on their feet. Piper looked down while Zack scratched the back of her head and Dakota avoided eye contact. When she put it that way, it was sort've hard to argue with Sam. Getting paid for a night of work did sound an awful lot better than the parties that they went to, at least most of the time.
"...there'll be beer?" Zack suggested, almost as an afterthought
"Now we're talkin'." A smile spread across the older woman's cheeks, "You didn't tell me it was gonna be that kinda party!"
Satisfied with their answer, Sam led the three teens out of the Rio's basement. She locked up behind her, leaving instructions with the remaining girls behind the various counters...
Maybe this party wouldn't suck after all, now that Sam got to come!
***
"So I'd just like to point out that nobody actually told me that there would be beer here." Dakota said meekly as she exited Zack's clanky rustbucket, "I-I've never drank before, guys..."
"Who invited the virgin?" Sam rolled her eyes from the front seat as she unbuckled
"Come on Dee, it'll be fun!" Piper encouraged her mousier friend with a rousing pat on the shoulder, "You're from Texas, right? They drink all the time down there, don't they? You can probably drink, like a ten gallon's hat in beer! Just don't worry about it—you've got me here, Zack, Sam—"
"I just met Sam."
"And you've probably already seen what a super cool chick she is!" Piper pat her friend's back again, "Just trust me, lay back, relax, and... try not to let anyone know how much of a square you are."
"That's what I do!"
"That's what Zack does."
The four descended on the sandy shores of Daven's Port. The Summer nights were hot and humid. The wet, heavy wind blowing up to the shore brought out the curls in Piper's hair as she lead her squad towards the tide. An amber glow colored the night like rust, Around a campfire, hastil constructed with driftwood and some seashells, a couple of native Porters awaited their arrival.
"Hey, it's Piper!" cried out Matt, the athletic surfer
"About damn time!" said Jay, the older hipster
"We were getting worried!" sweet, chubby Madi added
Yeah, this was the squad for the night. All in all, pretty good turnout! Usually these things were like, three, four people tops. But with Dakota included and Sam tagging along, plus Madi finally managing to get some free time, that meant that it wouldn't be a complete sausage-fest, and things didn't have to get weird when Piper had too much to drink!
Now what was in that cooler...
"Here, got you a cold one!" Jay tossed Piper a lukewarm Coors, giving Sam the up and down, "Who's your hot friend?"
"Zack Tyler, at your service." the younger boy smiled, Madi giggled
They had to pull up another chair (Zack had to walk all the way back to his van for it) but eventually things began to liven up and the night began to grow...
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