Granting one last wish

ABBY

As I expected, the party of Trey Hamilton at the lake house is in full swing. Song of Nicki Minaj is blaring from inside. The lawn is full of teenagers playing football despite the empty beer bottles, red cups, and empty soda cans littering all over.

I shouldn’t be here. I mentally berate myself, but Rebecca was so adamant, and I couldn’t just say no. She’s the closest to a sister that I never had. We walk through the crowded dance floor that is already wet and sticky. The smell of boozes, sweat, and cigarettes are wafting in the air.

The mini bar full of drinks, cans of sodas, beer bottles, pink punch, and a bowl chips that could cause you salmonella. Rebecca reminded me not to take any drinks from anyone who offers, so I grab a can of soda instead.

Her boyfriend James arrived earlier than us since he came directly from the game. He approaches us with a huge grin on his face.

“Babe, you made it! Thought you were joking,” James says happily after giving her peck on her lips and a peck on my cheek. “Hey, Mack. Good to see you here and not a boring party your parents you usually threw.” 

I roll my eyes. He’s right, but that’s my parent’s party, so I had to be there and play a good daughter role, which I’m actually a good daughter.

“I said we were coming, so here we are,” Becca retorts, seemingly annoyed.

“Good, babe. Let’s dance later, okay?” James doesn’t seem to care about Rebecca’s expression.

“C’mere, Mack. I’d like you to meet someone!” James yells when the new song starts to play. He grabs Rebecca’s hand, and I grab her hand as I follow them.

Rebecca pulls her hand back from James’ grip and yells. “Not a chance, babe! I promised her mom that I’ll take care of Mack. It means no meeting with horny football players.”

I shrug when I see them start whispering. Rebecca looks more annoyed, but we keep walking throughout the crowd upstairs to the second floor.

“He’s not a horny, Mack. Just meet him, and if you don’t like him, just say excuses like going to the bathroom, or you have a stomach bug.” 

I laugh at his lame excuses.

“Jeez, babe. You’re so annoying.” Becca rolls her eyes.

“Babe, trust me, okay? I’m not gonna just let Mack meet a jock because she’s my friend too.” James winks at me. “Relax.”

“Fine. Whatever!” Rebecca is forced to agree.

“Who’s he, James?” I ask.

find out soon,” he answers. My

the group of guys that I recognize most of them as his teammates. He introduces me to them since they knew Rebecca.

Mack. Mack, meet my teammates,” James says. Everyone waves

about winning their game. I know how

is already sitting on James’ lap on the couch while I’m still standing at their

walk down to the living room where everyone is

asks from behind that

broad chest. I move my gaze up to the one and only, a six-foot and two inches Trevor “Trey” Hamilton standing in front of me. His short blond hair is disheveled in a stylish way. He has bright blue eyes that glimmers with high cheekbones, straight nose, full lips curved into a smile, and chiseled jaw.

reason why I’m here. When Becca told me that Trey is throwing a party, I was beyond excited and told my parents that

away. Lame excuse, I know because I saw him flirting with Lorrie “Bitch” Morgan slash the cheerleader when

air,” he says with

his gaze. “Shouldn’t you be with

like talking to someone while she’s bitching all night telling me about the

“Um, sure.” 

He smiles. “Follow me.”

bump into the couples making out in the hallway—horny teenagers. We

like football, do you? I’ve never seen you with her during the games.”

We follow the stone paths that lead us to the lake. I can still

hard to watch them as if they’re in a wrestling match. The only

so what is your plan for college?”

your plan for college?” He keeps looking at me, then he drops his gaze to my lips, making me a

me attend college away since I’m still not legally an adult.

are you, Mack?”

“Sixteen. I know I’m a freak,” I answer as I look at him to see his

Mack. You just excel, and you should be proud of yourself. Not like other girls who are busy putting makeup on their faces.” Wow,

a tight smile. “Well, thanks. How about you, any plan for college?”

smiles, and I want to

it.” I tap his arm

a drink. Stay here, okay? Be right back.” 

watch him walk away. I check my phone from the pocket of my jacket

Red is your

and white. I’m not allowed to date yet, so I don’t care if boys like a girl in red. I just want to see Trey.” I