“How long are you guys staying?”
“Until Sunday,” he answers.
“Great, we’ll have plenty of time to hang out and have fun. I’m going to hop in the shower, then we can head to the carnival.” I point to Micah. “When you hear the water shut off, beat it.”
“What?” He cups his right ear. “I can’t hear you.”
“I mean it.” I laugh, swatting at him.
“Don’t worry, chica. I’ll drag his ass to the living room if I have to.”
“Damn, Lo,” Micah complains. “A brother can’t admire a nice ass and titties in peace?”
Saint grabs a pillow and whacks him on the head. “Enough.”
“Ouch!” Micah shouts dramatically.
“Serves you right.” I chuckle.
“Hurry up.” Lo nudges me. “I’m starving.”
“Okay. Be ready in a jiffy,” I say, skipping to the bathroom.
An hour later, we arrive at the carnival. It’s gotten a bit nippy, but at least it’s not freezing. We tread through the parking lot behind The Avengers. Well, a group of kids wearing Avenger costumes.
My entourage opted not to dress up. Still, I look superhot in my fitted burgundy V-neck sweater, black mini-skater skirt, thigh-high fishnets, and platform ankle boots. I took my time applying makeup, to Lo’s dismay, and donned my signature sterling silver hoops. My hair is done in high pigtails. Overall, not too shabby, if I do say so myself.
Sounds of revelry greet my ears and my excitement skyrockets. The lights are so bright they could probably be seen from space. My mouth waters, breathing in the sweet aroma of funnel cakes and kettle corn. Man, do I plan to stuff my face tonight. Corn dogs are first on my list of unhealthy treats to devour. I’ll be eating two of those bad boys. I can already taste the salty goodness.
“Wow, they do things big at Montgomery Academy, huh?”Saint asks, taking in the scenery.
“You have no idea,” I say.
“This setup is sick.” Lo whistles, awed.
The carnival spans the entire west lawn. I’m not sure how many acres it is, but it’s massive. I spot Jamal, Kate, and Lucy lingering at the entrance. He’s a wizard and they’re witches. I make the introductions. I’m nervous. It’s important to me that everyone gets along. Micah throws his arm around Kate’s shoulders and gives her a toothy grin. “Hey, sweet thang.”
Lord, give me a break.
I quickly separate them. “Nope, not gonna happen. You better find another girl’s panties to get into.”
Kate blushes scarlet red to the roots of her hair.
“Burn.” Saint snickers.
“I’m appalled by your assumption.” He dramatically wipes invisible tears from the corners of his eyes. “I just want to offer my friendship to the wonderful friends you’ve made here in good ole West Virginia.”
“Or maybe you just want to get your dick wet,” Lo retorts.
Everyone laughs at her gibe.
“A wet dick is better than a dry one.” Micah winks.
I smack him upside the head. “Apologize.”
“I meant no disrespect.” He kisses the back of Kate’s hand, bowing chivalrously. “I’m just astounded by your beauty.”
“And that’s enough.” I step between them again. “Please forgive him. He suffers from inflated-manwhore syndrome.”
