Something Different, 84: Not now.
“Grab that!” Nat pointed her index finger on a bag of party hats on a shelf. We’re currently shopping at Target’s, at 7pm at night, pushing a trolley full of refreshments and party stuff, for a last minute planned party. Paul grabbed the party hats and dropped it in the trolley, “There.” “Thanks!” Nat grinned. “No problem.” “Omigod.” London said as she wiped her not so-sweaty forehead, “This is effing tiring!” “We had to plan this last minute.” Penelope groaned. “Better late than never.” Eric said. “Always the wise one.” Nat shook her head. “Proud of it.” Eric said. I laughed then looked around, noticing that Dash wasn’t anywhere near us. “Where’s Dash?” I asked, looking at the others. Eric and Paul shrugged at the same time, “Toilet?” Dan suggested. “He went to the toilet without telling us.” I said while I crossed my arms. Where thehell is he? “Well, maybe he went out to get some fresh air?” London interrupted. “Ugh.” I groaned. “Whatever, let’s just continue shopping.” I said as I grabbed a bottle of Coke and tossed it into the trolley. “Whoa whoa.” Eric said, “Chillax, hot head.” I laughed and shook my head. I remembered the first time I got here to Jersey. I was still pissed off at everybody because we had to transfer from New York to here, “Sure.” Nat put her arm around my shoulder, “The good thing about Ivy here, is she doesn’t get mad for too long.” Penelope nodded, “Crack up a joke, and she’ll be alright.” “I do that!” London exclaimed. I laughed, “Yeah you do, London.” London smiled proudly. “Alright people,” Nat said. “Cake time.” I said for her. * * * “… chocolate sponge?” Nat suggested once we were done shopping. We made our way to the cashier counter. I shrugged, “Eva does love anything chocolate.” “What about the wordings?” Penelope asked holding two bottles of Coke. This girl’s gonna get sugar rush in no time. “Simple.” Nat said, “Like the normal ones.” “Boring normal?” Paul asked. “Just… normal, normal.” Nat exclaimed. “Classic normal?” Penelope said. “Boring classing normal.” Eric said. Nat rolled her eyes, “Let’s just pay for the suff and head off to the bakery shop.” “Sure thing, captain.” Dan joked. *** Once we headed out the store, we saw Dash making his way to us, wet from the rain. I stared hard at him and pretended that I didn’t see him. “Hi guys.” “Where’ve you been, man?” Eric asked. Dash shook his wet hair, “Emergency phone call. Left my phone in the limo. So, I had to use the… public phone. Called Robert to gimme my phone.” “You can always borrow our phone.” I started talking, “Not ditch us without saying a word and running off to find some used public phone.” I spat. I heard a few gasps, but I didn’t care. I looked hard at Dash, “I couldn’t fine you guys.” “What?” I heard myself shout. “Right.” Paul said, “So you just left, just like that?” Dash sighed, “When you guys headed inside, I went back to find the limo, I wanted to tell you guys, but you were already inside so I just ran back but Robert already left.” What the fuck? Lame excuse. “Sure, Dash.” I said, “Let’s just go already, it’s 7.30pm and I wanna sleep my ass off tonight.” “Alright.” Nat said, “The bakery shop isn’t far from here, just a five minutes walk.” “I can bare five minutes.” Penelope said. London gasped, “I can’t.” I let out a small laugh, “Shut it, princess. C’mon guys.” “Ivy?” I heard someone called my name. I was sure it was Dash but I just pretended I didn’t hear him as a car splashed a puddle nearby. I didn’t feel like talking to him. Not now.
