PHOTO | Hannah Cates
Dante yelled across the hall. I sighed and looked up from my phone as he raced through the people in the hall towards me.
“What do you want, fool,” I said as he smiled from ear to ear.
“Bro, I’m house-sitting tonight; no one’s going to be there AND the best part, no cameras!”
“Aye, that’s my man, so what’s the plan? Party?”
“Nah, bro, I was thinking we invite a couple plus ones and hang out; it’s V-Day weekend, bro, you have a girl already, and I bet I can get Sasha. Been talking to her for a couple days now.”
“Good Idea! Chill weekend… sounds great!”
“Man, I hate that bell; it always sounds broken.” Dante and I share a final laugh and walk into class. I sit and stare at the clock for a while, waiting on the last bell of the day to ring so I can find Leila. This class seems to take forever on Fridays. Eventually, though, the bell rings, and I grab all my stuff and make a run for it to my meeting spot with Leila. Locker number 129 at the end of the hallway.
“Leila! I have a proposal for you if you’re free tonight!” I said excitedly as I watched her walk up.
“Yeah, I’m free! What’s up?”
“Hear me out, no adults, no cameras, free reign of a complete stranger’s house… Dante’s house sitting and invited us over. He’s bringing Sasha.”
“That sounds fun! What time?”
“He never said a specific time, so how about around seven?”
“Sounds good! I’ll see you soon.” She smiled, and we both went our separate ways. I walked home thinking about all the possibilities of this weekend. However, I should have asked myself… ‘What could go wrong?’
To be Continued…