October Breezes by Maria Rachel Hooley

Author:Maria Rachel Hooley [Hooley, Maria Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-08-08T07:29:17+00:00

“It’s fine.” I took a sip, and the bitter taste made my mouth water. “Wow, this is sour.” I touched my cheek as if my fingers could ease the bitterness.

“I know. I tasted it.”

I looked inside the cup. “Are you sure it isn't alcoholic?”

He, too, looked into the cup. “Tyler said it wasn’t.”

Tyler, the source of knowledge, I thought. I could choose not to drink it, but Kelin would realize I thought Tyler was a liar. I knew how wel that would go over. Instead of having that argument, I took another sip and grimaced.

“Come on,” Kelin said, grabbing my hand. “We’re supposed to be having fun, remember?” He stood, expecting me to folow.

“Where are we going?” I asked, carrying my punch.

“To dance.” He downed his beer, then nodded toward my cup. “You might want to finish that,” he said.

“You’re right.” I gulped i t down and gasped at the bitterness. “What is that stuff? Lemon juice?”

We both set our empty cups on the table and headed into the living room where a machine spewed fog. As we entered, a strobe light immediately kicked on, distorting the world to black and grey shapes mechanicaly moving between light glitches.

Kelin tugged me to the room's center as a fast beat thumped, shaking the wals. Although no neighbors lived close, those a mile away could probably hear the crazy noise. He gyrated, and in the strange light flashes, his usualy blond hair appeared darker.

Darkness hid half his face, while the other seemed too bright. The strobe also reflected off the gold chain around his neck. A medalion dangled, every so often rising and faling against his chest.

“Where did you get that?” I asked, pointing as I swayed.

“My medalion?” he asked, his fingers touching it. “My mom brought it back from Greece two years ago. I colect coins, and I liked this one so much she had it made into a medalion.”

I ran my finger across the surface. “That’s impressive.”

He laughed and leaned close. “It would have been more impressive if I’d been able to go. The whole ‘bought the t-shirt’

thing sucks.”

The song abruptly ended, the strobe light dimmed, and a much slower melody replaced it. Before I knew it, Kelin had slipped his arms around me, drawing me close so I could lay my head on his shoulder. Kelin bent low and kissed me. For long moments, we moved back and forth, lost in our own world.

“You’re a pretty good dancer,” I said, closing my eyes and enjoying his arms surrounding me.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” he replied, caressing my back gently. We stayed like that—our bodies linked by music--until the song ended and another heavy rock beat filed the air. The strobe resumed its crazy light show. Suddenly the room seemed too hot, the heat of bodies pressed too closely, and the dancing renewed my thirst.

“Do you want to get something to drink?” I asked, wiping sweat from my forehead.

“Sure.” He took my hand and led me back to the other living room.

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