Page 6 of The First Play

“I’m Zander. Zander Donahue.”

She doesn’t need your last name, you douche!

“And you’re Sienna, right?”

She nods, finally entering the conversation. I grin, leaning a little closer as she opens her mouth…

And throws up all over me.

CHAPTER 3

SIENNA

Oh shit. Please tell me I didn’t just throw up on Zander Donohue!

I’ve only been crushing on him since the first moment I saw him.

He’s only the hottest guy in Everett. Probably the hottest guy in Idaho. Correction: the world.

It’s not like I don’t dream about him every night and obsess over how I’m going to meet him.

I blink, my hazy brain struggling to comprehend what I’m seeing.

I think I’m looking at my puke on his shirt, which is now sticking to his extremely cut and muscly chest. He’s gaping down at the mess, and I’m just waiting for him to say, “You’re gross!” and walk away, never to speak to me again.

“I’m sorry,” I blubber, letting out a drunk hiccup and nearly upchucking all over again.

I slap a hand over my mouth and sway on my feet.

“Are you gonna be sick again?” He rests his hand lightly on my elbow.

I shake my head, still swaying like a stiff breeze could knock me over. Still holding a hand over my mouth and begging my body to behave.

Damn you, alcohol! I’m never drinking again!

“Come on.” Zander lightly takes my arm, turning to someone and asking, “Where’s the bathroom?”

“This way.” It’s a girl. I recognize her voice.

Olivia! It’s my new friend Olivia.

Save me!I silently beg her.I just puked on the guy I like! Help!

But she can’t hear me… probably because I’m not saying any of those words out loud.

Wait, am I?

I blink, shaking my head and tripping over in these heels.

Why am I even wearing heels?

“Whoa.” A strong arm catches me, securing me around the waist.

“I don’t feel very good,” I rasp.

“Yeah, I can tell.” His voice is deep and soft, kind of husky. My insides tremble. I’ve found my new favorite sound. “You ever been drunk before?”

“No.” I hiccup again, and he makes us walk a little faster.

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