Break Line by Sarah E. Green

Author:Sarah E. Green [Green, Sarah E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah E. Green
Published: 2017-09-27T16:00:00+00:00

“I’M BORED,” DEZ SIGHS AS he plops down on the chair next to me. The TV is on, playing a rerun of some game show. Not sure how it got on, but neither of us have gotten up to change it.

It’s strangely entertaining.

I tip back my beer. “Well, if you’re asking for me to entertain you, I’m not that kind of guy. You gotta buy me dinner first, at least.”

“Fuck you, Cleaton,” he growls. “I’m not house sitting for my parents all weekend and not doing anything fun.”

Dez’s parents went out of town for a few days but will be back tomorrow night. Apparently Dez has an aunt who spends Christmas with them every year but hates driving, flying, and doesn’t really like to leave her house.

His parents drove up to Charleston, South Carolina on Friday to get her.

And since it’s the holiday season, they didn’t want to leave their house empty. In fear of break-ins or something. So, Dez has been here since and apparently is going a little stir crazy.

Dez quiets for a while before clapping his hands together. “Let’s have a party.”

I chuckle, putting the beer on the coffee table. “Did you not trash this place enough in high school?”

This house is a high school kid’s dream for a party. Open floor plan, insane square footage. Given the person Dez is, and the few parties I’d been to at his actual place, I have no doubt that he went balls to the wall in high school.

“Ha, I wish! My parents just moved here.” Dez pushes up off the couch, pacing around the living room. “We can’t have a party, though. Not enough booze. We can do something. Have to do something or I’m going through the wall. Can’t go to a bar, they’re too packed with everyone in town. What to do, what to do?”

He wanders to the giant windows looking out toward the river and snaps his fingers. “I got it! Paddleboards.”

“Paddleboards?”

“Yeah, we’ll invite some people over and get them to come party on the river with us. Get some glow sticks and shit. Who should we invite?”

I stare at him. “I only know a few people. All of them know you.” Not to mention I don’t have a paddleboard here. When I left home, I only packed two of my surfboards.

“You can borrow my sister’s board,” Dez says, as if he can read my mind. “I’ll text a few people. Not a lot. Do you think Emery and Brit will want to come?”

“Don’t know.” I shrug, fisting my phone. I don’t bother mentioning that they already have plans. Dez stopped listening as soon as he asked the question, his phone in hand as his fingers type furiously across the screen.

“How are things going with the surfer princess?” he asks, looking up.

That’s the name the media gave her when she competed and Emery told me the other day that she hates it.

“She’d kick your ass for calling her that,” I say, laughing. “Things are fine. We’re good.

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