Chapter 4: Chapter Four

Kyla's POV

Students dance freely to the beat of the music, whereas I stand unable to stop the tears from falling. A few eyes fall on me and notice my tears. They throw mocking glares at me, but I ignore them and keep on crying.

I get that she’s hurting. I understand her outburst, but that still doesn't make it better. It hurts me even more. We are best friends. We get through things together, solve problems together, yet she throws that away over a guy. A guy I do not like and will never look at. She knows me all too well. At least, I think she does.

Stein is not my type. But she believes I will fall for him. I finally wipe the tears from my cheeks. The next thought that creeps into my mind is how to get home. Riley brought me here, so technically, I am stranded.

My house is pretty far from here. It will take close to one hour if I go on foot. I have no other option. The best thing for Riley, and right now is space. It will be best to talk to her on Monday, give her the weekend to cool off.

Hopefully, the alcohol and the thrill got to her, by Monday she will feel better and be ready to listen to me.

I stood at the highway with no means of returning, the goal was to drink so I might as well start doing that.

In about thirty minutes, my curfew would be up. I would be grounded for life, what do I have to lose?

I walked on the sidewalk sipping as much alcohol as I can.

A car pulls over. My vision is pretty blurry, so I can’t to see who’s inside.

"Need a ride?" On getting a closer look, it turns out to be Tony. Stein and Richard weren't the only two "bad boys" in school. They grouped themselves in twos. Tony and Ryder were bad boys too.

Although if it was up to me, Stein and Richard would take the trophy on who's hotter. They make a game out of everything, and everyone. Now that Stein and Richard are after me, automatically, I become a person of interest.

"No, I don't, thank you,” I respond and keep moving. He keeps driving behind me, following at a safe distance.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I don't want a ride!" I fire at him, annoyed. "I'm not going to be put in between four boys. I think I'll take a pass on that." I roll my eyes and continue walking. Twenty minutes till I'm dead. My aunt and uncle will have a field day telling my parents exactly what I did tonight.

"Just get in. I can tell you don't have a ride. I don't want anything at all. Can't you just believe someone wishes to help you for once?"

"No," I respond in a firm tone, increasing my pace. Just then, my legs began to feel wobbly, and my hands were shaking. The bottle I was holding slipped from my grip and came crashing to the ground.

I couldn't see properly as everything was getting dizzy. I felt like I was going to pass out soon. Immediately, Tony stepped out of the car, striding towards me. As he reached me, I shut my eyes, nearly hitting the ground.

"I got you,” I heard him say, carrying me bridal style towards his car before shutting the door.

"How do you know my house?" I mumble sleepily.

"I know everything about you, Kyla Malik,” he responds, and I close my eyes, too tired to think.

After a while, I felt the car pull over. He stepped out picking me up again. I checked my watch, and I had just five minutes left.

"It's okay. I can go on my own." I protested standing on two.

"Piece of advice Kyla, do whatever you can to get out of this bet and fast,"

"Goodnight,” he added, and surprisingly pecked my cheeks.

"You look so beautiful tonight,” he said before pulling away and getting into his car.

I stood perplexed for a few seconds before finally turning around and getting into my house.

"Right on time." I heaved a sigh of relief; I did not miss curfew.

"So much for a first high school party."

I dragged my tired self up the stairs and into my room.