My Bet Is You

by Manuela Ricci

  "Tiana, why do not you get in?" He asks Carrie coming to an underwritten mostly grim look I've ever seen.

  "I met Logan ...," says Tiana pointing.

  Carrie crosses his arms to his chest threatening. Shit, how they look tapering he can almost get excited, along with that mouthful that folds into a grimace.

  "But what a coincidence. You met by chance or are you still came to break my boxes? "Spits poisonous, arching an eyebrow smugly.

  "Truly, I was coming to take supplies to the party on the beach tonight" I say indifferent, with a shrug.

  I must admit that I could not find better excuse.

  "In fact, we were invited," adds Tiana.

  "I had no doubts," he exclaims, with his usual touch of acidity, she takes her elbow girlfriend ready to drag her away.

  "You know, you start to think that you can not resist me if I're too close" wink, clicking his tongue against the palate, nailing my best look on her.

  I scan on his body shamelessly chase the soft curves of generous hips, dwell on the narrow waist, a flap of skin amber discovered the tank top wearing, and lose myself on the generous cleavage, when I reach his eyes, my the are causing shameless.

  For a moment I seem to see her blush, or maybe it's just my imagination.

  "The planet of the idiots from which you have been spat out was too crowded to stay there?", Almost he growls.

  I burst out laughing, enjoying his face livid with rage.

  "It 's just a party, relax, do not want to come here, okay ..." I say, holding up his hands in surrender.

  "... and frankly, to be honest, it does not matter to me your presence, though, I think your friend would not mind the idea" I look Tiana, hoping to make his move.

  "You really want to go to a stupid party at the beach?" He asked, staring at her friend's face.

  I wonder where the world comes, and what they did to be so rigid. I met a lot of girls, but she is really a crap bitch first class.

  Tiana is a shrug.

  "Maybe we have fun," he exclaims, with a look appealing to Carrie.

  His eyes roll to the sky.

  "Just an hour and then we'll go 'sentences, and then turning to me.

  "And if you make the fool, believe me, what do you will regret bitterly" threat.

  Sketch a smirk, just passing me the tongue on the lower lip, he can not escape his gaze chasing my gesture, and smile widens even more.

  "Well, the bonfire will be at Santa Monica Beach, you can not go wrong, just follow the fires burning along the bay."

  I winked only to Tiana, and go to my SUV.

  "Do not forget anything?" Asked Carrie, stepping too much toward my direction.

  Wrinkled his face confused.

  "The supplies for the party", is preparing to add fulminandomi with his eyes.

  "Oh ... right," I reply, heading towards Danny's.

  Shit, I think I've caught me, but the important thing is coming to the festival, I repeat while I line to order more food than this place I've ever sold inverale for an entire season.

  Smear my credit card with no problems and go straight home.

  Do not just stand at the villa, I see Blaze in the parking lot that is loading the portable refrigerator into the bed of his pick-up Dodge glossy black.

  "You have no idea of the mess, but you can know what you jumped in mind to anticipate the party?" Barks, with tense muscles closes the bank.

  "You'll see that you'll thank me later," I say giving him a pat on the back, thinking about how Tiana looked at LAX.

  Gus and Lex fall down the stairs like lightning, like wolves super excited for the upcoming holiday.

  "You know you're the best true quarterback?" They exclaimed almost in unison, while I mess up my hair.

  "Are you dry from what?" I ask, crossing his arms over his chest.

  They look at him, Lex begins to mumble something, Gus pretends to count.

  "Two days," added to the end.

  "You are the animals' reproach, receiving a punch on the shoulder in response.

  "The best examples of the Bruins, I might add." Lex with his chest puffed shows off with his sculpted physique.

  "Stop now, and you begin to say goodbye to your money, there will be Carrie."

  Gus surprised opens his mouth, I melted me into my room, avoiding the need to list the details that ultimately convinced her to come to the party, and were not sure of my muscles, or my pretty face.

  In fact, I think I hate a priori, or perhaps a lesbian, in that fucking mess I made.

  I have to find a way to make me and quickly, or those balls will pull me throughout the tournament, and I'm going to prepare myself for the evening.

  Carrie

  "I still can not believe I made protest to convince Tiana walking almost hopping,," as both excited to go to a real party, to come to the beach.

  Our last festival dates back to the prom in Stanley, a total absolute disaster.

  The dilapidated gym, disguised with some colorful fabric cloth, and some plastic table with paper tablecloths was all that the school could offer.

  "You should relax, and then you will do well to pull a bit 'from your usual routine," urges, with his air of pleading me to have fun with her.

  "Maybe you're right," I say, even though a part of me is still furious at these people who had everything in life. Maybe that's my problem, I can not accept superficiality which is covered by the smell of money, and leaves us mere mortals on the edge of a world off limits.

  The fires are beginning to see themselves in the dark of the night, we walk along the steps leading down to the beach. The sea breeze is floating hair behind her shoulders, and the ocean scent intoxicates my breath for a moment making me squint.

  "There's a lot of people", he noted Tiana as we approach.

  The low of the music begin to be felt in the air losing salty that embraces us.

  "It will be beautiful," squeaks, squeezing my hand. I try to smile, but I feel all the muscles tense, and your feet are aching for the hours spent walking up and down the room.

  "Here, I thought you would not come," says Logan, his voice hoarse, so low, vibrates on my skin.

  The fire lights up her bare back, with carved work of art, the eyes move almost alone going down the abdominals, and seeing a hair thread in the center of a perfect V, left on display from basketball pants down in life .

  Shit, it made it quite the idiot.

  I shake my head, to drive away those silly thoughts from his head, although I can not say that is not how perfect asshole.

  "You've planted here as a stalker waiting for?" I ask, immediately pulling out the nails.

  She bursts into laughter, which irritates me more than usual.

  "You know, my mission will be to find out why you hate me so much," says tilting his head slightly, the flames sizzling wood make it stand the intense blue of his eyes.

  "Do not try too hard, you can find the reflex response of the mirror every time I look at you."

  Blaze, comes out from behind him, handing him a glass, which takes without looking for just one minute from my eyes.

  "Hello girls," greets us with a sly smile.

  "Hello Blaze." Tiana shrugs, and I can swear that it is also blushed when he winked.

  "I bring you a drink?" He asks, pointing to both.

  "Just water for me," I say, Logan puts me under the nose of his glass.

  "I said just water" hiss, pushing him away with a wave of the hand. He leans towards me, the smell of her skin knows of salt air, as if it had just emerged from the ocean and is mixed with a spicy note.

  "This is water," he whispers hoarsely in my ear.

  Perhaps, to some they sold the legs, but not me. I raise an eyebrow, and I wait to meet her eyes.

  "We are prepared, we are not allowed alcohol," he says, pushing back the paper cup in my direction.

  "In fact, it is he who does not drink alcohol there" Blaze the prosecution, which meanwhile has started talking to my best friend.

/>   "Then you are thirsty or not?"

  The hand almost tearing the glass, just to clear from his face that smile full of himself.

  "So at least you're serious about something," gambling, rifrescandomi with water that has offered me, is crisp and with a lemon zest.

  The jaw is contracted, and I can see his irises change color almost in a blink of an eye, as if they were to catch fire, burning away something that I can not comprehend.

  "JJ is an ace in the field" Blaze intervenes, it seems that my comment has left the speechless.

  "Let's sit down," she adds, and then take Tiana by the hand and lead her to the first of many bonfires that light up the beach.

  Without stay one minute longer alone with Logan, I step to achieve them, but his hand closes around my wrist pinning.

  "Do not be a bitch who thinks he knows everything," he hisses through his teeth, his hand away from me in a bad way past me to go and sit down.

  Rest a few seconds motionless, the feet nailed to the ground, with the tone of his voice so serious and so cold that I still whirling in his head.

  "Hey Carrie." I called Tiana startling thoughts, I went toward them. I sit cross-legged, Logan is sitting on the opposite side to mine, the fire in the middle lights up our faces, getting sprawled on the sand, and I wonder what he's thinking.

  "You okay?" He asks Tiana.

  I turn to her, and I force a smile not to ruin her

  evening, although in reality I would like to go now. Boys and girls dance in costume, with beers raised in the air, others begin to load on their shoulders some girl with pleading shrill voice not to be thrown into the water, everyone runs to take a bath.

  "Come on," Blaze exclaimed, standing up and pulling him Tiana, who turns me a look almost of approval.

  "Go ahead, I'll wait here," I assure her, all sneak around to the big waves breaking on the shore illuminated by a full moon that stands out in the sky.

  "Do not tell me it's too much for you get even a bath with us," says Logan out of nowhere with a touch of acidity that I thought I could not belong to him.

  "I do not like and just."

  It sketches a grin, and I can see the same dimple spuntagli left corner of the mouth, the same as at the airport this morning.

  "You should talk less and live a little 'more, Miss perfection" he says, getting up from the ground, with hands sgrulla off the sand, and then run to take shouldered one of the many girls remained on the beach.

  The flutter of her hair on the mighty back of it, holds it over his shoulder as if it weighed nothing, trying to climb over the first waves, plunge along disappearing from my sight.

  I take a deep breath with crushed glass is now in the palm of your hand.

  Who the fuck does he think he does not know anything about me, and it was

  permission to call me prissy miss when you simply lay eyes on him, to understand what his life is perfect.

  Shouting and chasing each other, all come out from the water, the girl with Logan has legs clinging to his life, and his hands pressed on his arrogant ass covered by a skimpy costume.

  When I look up at him, his eyes are on me, his tongue begins to scour the mouth of his new girlfriend.

  I raise the middle finger with a big smile, I get up and start to look for Tiana to get out of here as soon as possible.

  "Where the hell was she?", He exclaimed aloud.

  "Hey sexy maid." I turn to the familiar voice, recognizing the other two friends of Logan.

  "If you want to still have a twin, you should tell your brother to sew your mouth."

  The other raises his hands in surrender, almost apologetically.

  "You saw Blaze? It was with my friend "I ask. They popping each other a knowing look.

  "Well, if he was with Blaze, then you will see her again tomorrow morning."

  Li fulmino both with their eyes, and go on, Tiana would never do that, is still recovering for Scottie, he would not go with a total stranger.

  He pulls the phone out of the bag, and I try to call it, with the result to see me talking to her voice mail.

  "Tia, I'm giving up here, I'm going back at the Hill." Hanging up furious anger.

  I can not believe it's gone without even warning me.

  "Shit, Shit and nasty a Shit." I curse, I tread the sand to direct me to my car, which I do not have the keys because he was driving Tia.

  Damn this bloody feast.

  At this time I would be in my room, at least one hour of sleep. Instead, they're stuck in last place in the world where I would have wanted to find.

  "Problems?"

  Logan, with the same girl still smeared on his chest standing out in front of me blocking my passage.

  "Blaze and Tia disappeared" I hiss, narrowing his eyes on him that it almost seems pleased with the situation.

  "Some people like to have fun, as you see," he noted.

  "You could not do less bitchin 'and call your friend?" I asked, in a tone that verges on kindness.

  She wrinkles her mouth thoughtfully.

  "Honestly I'm not going to ruin his evening, so I'm sorry, but I'll call him."

  I give him a shove to move from in front of my sight.

  "Fuck you, quarterback of my ass," she cries, people attend to my petrified scene.

  "You've lost the crown princess," she says in return, the I raise my middle finger continuing toward the parking lot above the bay.

  Fifteen kilometers on foot to the Hill, and all because my best friend decided to take to the mad joy, I still can not believe it. I'm so furious that I probably should not trovarmela front.

  I could call Scottie, but who knows where, and what they're doing, and I can not afford to throw fifty US dollars for a cab.

  I take off my shoes from your feet, and I walk down the sidewalk shrugging shoulders.

  After half an hour I'm exhausted, the headlights of a car behind me, dazzle me, and seeing her face I slow down and pull over on the side.

  I just observe it for a nanosecond, to recognize the gold-colored Escalade Logan.

  "What the heck do you walk?" He asks, trying to reach me.

  "None of your business," I reply stiffly, trying to remain calm, and not sinking my nails on her pretty little face.

  "Fifteen kilometers from here to the Hill, where you have the car?" I stop, the window comes out of his car outside the head of the beacon girl.

  "Come on ... JJ, let's go ... leave her alone," mumbles his voice slurred by alcohol.

  "Your friend will claim," I point with a nod.

  "I asked where is your car?" He repeats with arrogance, clicking his tongue against the palate, as if I do not even listening to them.

  "Well, if you had called Blaze, instead of doing the jerk I would not have found dismounted, gave the keys of my car has Tia," he says angrily.

  "Well?", Yells at us her friend, in unison we turn toward her.

  "Shut up", we cry together.

  Logan turns to meet my gaze with a half smile.

  "It seems that at least one thing we agree. Now get, let's get back your friend, "he says, walking toward his car. He turns to me, still standing in the same spot.

  "I do not want to interrupt your evening," I can only say.

  "Do not worry. Come and remains in the street? "I look around, knowing they will not have much choice, and follow it up to slide in the back seat.

  Logan Square is at the helm.

  "Betz'll take you home," he says, pointing to blackberry girl sitting beside him.

  "You promised me ..." you cover her mouth with the palm of the hand, surely strangling all the garbage that were spewed out.

  "I know what I told you, do it again, right?" He says, with that tone of voice hoarse and deep.

  The stomach is tangled, and I jump on the bile in his throat.

  Betz, the name of his conquest, sulking until Logan does not accompany the front door of his house, and greets her with another accurate patrolling the mouth.

  When back in the car,
just like that, you unkempt hair system.

  "You can sit in front," he says, pointing to the empty seat beside him.

  "I think even survive back here," I say with a shrug smiling at me in the rearview mirror again at full speed.

  "Where are you from?" He asks, to break the silence that reigned for nearly ten minutes.

  "I do not think a guy like you can know my city," I say, with an eye over the window.

  "Try it, and then what it means to a guy like me? A quarterback jerk? "

  I sigh, knowing full well that he exaggerated.

  "I'm sorry I did not, but ..." I let the sentence on hold, I'm not going to argue open-heart with him in my life.

  "But ...?" Presses, always trying my eye in the rearview mirror.

  "Stanley, Idaho" she hisses, shivering myself to my existence in those campaigns.

  "I've never been there."

  I shrug, imagine those who go to visit the place that hole dispersed into thin air.

  "I imagined," I say, with my usual touch of acidity, burning every single word that grows on

  tongue.

  Logan does not add more, his gaze fixed on the road, while snodiamo us along a slope lined with rows of palatial homes, which can be glimpsed just immersed in their manicured gardens.

  After another sharp turn slows, he picks up a remote control from the middle of the console by booting the sumptuous gate.

  It crosses a small tree-lined avenue that stands on either side of the path, until you reach what is a crazy house.

  Two storey, whom I admired always and only through the screen of a television, or a gossip magazine.

  "I'm here," he says, pointing to the Pick-Up Blaze glossy black, parked near the entrance.

  Stop the car and drops, follow him admiring the pool little distant, illuminated by light beams that change those every second painting the water. I stand on the front steps.

  "Come," said Logan, with the hand resting on the brass knob of the door.

  "No thanks, I'll wait here." He turns with the full weight of the body over me.

  "What have I done?" His gaze scrutinizes me carefully, looking for answers but at the same time I feel like I'm digging in and feel the need to protect me, shrugging his shoulders.

  "No, I do not like people like you, simple. I'm not like all those who drool behind you, and I will not ever part "I say quietly, holding up his piercing eyes that look off my words.