I was sitting in my room Friday afternoon trying to think of something to do. Val had rode home with Dorian again, so I assumed they were going out tonight. I didn’t want to even think about hanging out with Derek, after chilling in his backyard yesterday afternoon I didn’t want to rush anything.
Saralyn was with Jimmy in the living room, so I didn’t want to bug them. I had a bunch of other friends, but I didn’t really want to hang out with any of them because they were all mad that I lied to them about dating Derek. I texted most of my friends on Thursday telling them what had happened with Stanley. They had believed me, but being lied to isn’t something you get over quickly. Plus I hadn’t really talked to any of them in the two weeks we’ve been back to school.
I sighed and pulled my laptop onto the bed in front of me and was about to start a program when I heard someone trip outside my door. In the next second it burst open and I saw Val standing there with a serious expression on her face.
“I’m kidnapping you!” she declared as she moved into the room like a spy. “Don’t get anything but your shoes and a change of clothes!” She had on an entirely black outfit that looked ridiculous.
“Okay,” I answered with mock seriousness then quickly shut my computer down. I grabbed a bag and shoved some clothes in it and then went over to where Val was hunched down peeking out the door.
“Hurry! While the coast is clear!” she waved me forward as she darted out of the room and down the hall to the front door. “You saw nothing!” she called to Saralyn and Jimmy as we were passing.
Her dad’s old Jetta sat in my driveway idling. “I thought you weren’t supposed to drive this ‘cause it’s a antique?” I laughed as I climbed into the passenger seat.
“Well I had to break you out somehow!”
“You realize my parents aren’t home and I have a car I could’ve drove over?”
“True, but this was so much more fun!” she laughed with me. “I was thinking about how we haven’t really hung out a lot since I started dating Dorian, so I wanted to do something fun.”
“I was thinking the same thing, but I didn’t want to butt into your relationship,” I confessed as she pulled into her otherwise empty driveway.
“Well I’m sorry you felt like that,” she frowned for a second then brightened back up. “Now I must really make it up to you!” she pulled the car into the garage and parked it the way her dad had had it.
“So what do you have in mind?” I asked following her into the house, where their dog Leche greeted us eagerly.
“All night movie marathon!” Val exclaimed jumping up and down. “I’ve picked out a bunch, but I want you to pick some too.” We went into the living room and the first thing I saw was the coffee table overflowing with snacks. All of both of our favorite candy bars and chips, gummy bears and strawberry licorice. I’m sure there were a couple pints of ice cream in the freezer. There was even a box of hobingos, my favorite dessert cake that Val hated. She had really gone all out for this.
I gasped in surprise--why it surprised me I have no idea--when I saw all the DVDs she had laid out in front of the giant plasma screen TV. There were five stacks that were at least seven boxes high.
“We are never going to be able to watch all of those tonight!” I laughed.
“Of course not silly! We have all day tomorrow too,” she grinned and pulled me to the couch, I picked up Leche as I sat down. “Okay, what do you want to watch first?”
“You’re kidding right? How can I pick just one?”
“Fine, I’ll pick,” she rolled her eyes at me and went over to massive piles. I grabbed a handful of gummy bears as I watched her try and pick a movie. She was looking just one pile, apparently she had categorized them, and was debating whether we should watch a romantic comedy, a stupid comedy, or a horror movie first.
“I think we should watch the stupid funny ones late tonight,” I suggested as I went to kneel on the floor beside my best friend. “How about we start with the classic How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days?”