The only thing I could do was nod. Thinking about how Elijah had paid for my ticket was running around in my head; I couldn’t help but zone out. I was distracted, deep in my thoughts when I heard the whistles and noticed stares from the guys that hung out with Elijah. Dean was in that crowd. He waved us over.
“It’s the hot devil and the hooker.” Dean placed his arms around our shoulders, guiding us to where his group was sitting.
Hooker? He didn’t get my costume, but that was fine. Maybe not a lot of people would, but I didn’t care.
“Why, Elvis,” Lexy flirted at Dean. “Aren’t you a sexy thang? Love that wig.” She touched it.
“Here we are,” Dean grinned.
There were no chairs available around the table so we stood instead.
“Where are Seth and Elijah?” Lexy asked.
“Around here somewhere.” Dean reached over and handed us each a drink.
“Thanks.” I took a small sip, checking to see if I’d like the taste. I was so thirsty and nervous that I gulped the whole thing down.
Lexy blinked her eyes and dropped her jaw, looking shocked. “That thirsty or that nervous?”
I shrugged my shoulders and gave a “whatever” look.
“Alex?” I heard my name and turned.
“Cynthia?” I recognized her from Art History class. She and I sat together once.
Cynthia’s eyes racked down my body. “It’s good to see you here. You look fabulous. I love that movie.”
“Thanks. You look great, too,” I said, waving to her group of friends. Cynthia was dressed in a Little Red Riding Hood outfit—cute, but a little slutty.
After I introduced Cynthia and her friends to my group of friends, I turned to adjust my wig. When I turned back around, I could see their eyes bugging out of their heads and their jaws on the floor. You could practically see them drooling. When I looked up to where they were staring, I was pretty sure my facial expression matched theirs. I could not believe what I was seeing.
Oh My God! It was Danny. I mean…it was Elijah. That guy was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. He was wearing a black leather jacket, slightly off his shoulders. The form fitted T-shirt that curved every part of his toned chest was absolutely delectable, and his hair was slicked back. He strutted like the stud that he was. I was sure all the girls in this place wanted to drop their panties for him. I was completely mesmerized and I couldn’t believe he dressed up like Danny. Now it was his turn to be surprised.
Elijah
The ladies drooled as soon as they saw me. It was awesome how they parted like the red sea as I walked through a group of them. I strolled up to my group of friends and came to a dead stop when I saw Alex. I was in complete shock. Dressed in black leather pants, a black top that clung to her br**sts, red killer heels, and a blonde, short curly wig, she was my Sandy.
With a flash of her smile, the one that always left me undone, she waved shyly. I knew she liked what she saw from the look in her eyes. It was the same look all the ladies gave me, but the only one that mattered was hers.
“Danny?” she asked hesitantly with an awed expression on her face. “I thought you didn’t dress up?”
“Yeah, Danny boy. When did you change your mind?” Lexy gave me a good smack. I hated when she did that.
“Did you both plan this?” Seth chuckled, eyeing Alex in a way I didn’t like, but I couldn’t blame him. So were the other guys. I wanted to cover up that gorgeous body of hers with my jacket.
“I’m not dressed up. I always look like this.” I flicked my jacket and acted tough, just like Danny does in Grease.
“Yeah, whatever.” Lexy slapped me again, and then turned to Seth. “Really? Jason again?”
“I had no time to shop. It was the easiest thing to put on.”
“Gonna race tomorrow night?” Dean asked me. Why in the hell would he bring up a subject like that in front of everyone? I guess it was okay since it was so loud in here; it was difficult to hear the person standing next to you.
“Don’t announce it to the world,” I said sternly.
Dean gazed around. “Sorry. I thought it was okay since we were among friends.”
“You just never know.”
“You’re racing again?” Alex asked. I could hear the disapproving tone in her words.
“It pays the bills, Alex,” I said sharply. I wanted to say that I didn’t have a dad who saved up a college fund like hers, but I knew better. I didn’t have to say anything after that. Either she understood or didn’t care. I hoped it was the first.
Alex and Lexy took off for the dance floor with some others while I grabbed a beer and sat between Seth and Dean.
“So, how’s it going with Alex? Is she a good roommate?” Seth asked.
“She’s great. I thought she was going to be a pain at the beginning. You know what I mean? But somehow, without even talking about it, we take turns…like getting the groceries, and knowing the other person’s schedule so we don’t hog up the bathroom.”
“I’m not sure about you, but I would have a difficult time sleeping at night knowing a fine piece of ass was sleeping in the other room,” Dean added, taking a sip of his beer.
Little did he know that thought crossed my mind many times. Unexpectedly, an arm slithered up my chest. “Heather,” I greeted. I did a double take when I saw her dressed up like a Playboy Bunny. She looked hot, but I was surprised that I had no interest.
“It’s the hot devil and the hooker.” Dean placed his arms around our shoulders, guiding us to where his group was sitting.
Hooker? He didn’t get my costume, but that was fine. Maybe not a lot of people would, but I didn’t care.
“Why, Elvis,” Lexy flirted at Dean. “Aren’t you a sexy thang? Love that wig.” She touched it.
“Here we are,” Dean grinned.
There were no chairs available around the table so we stood instead.
“Where are Seth and Elijah?” Lexy asked.
“Around here somewhere.” Dean reached over and handed us each a drink.
“Thanks.” I took a small sip, checking to see if I’d like the taste. I was so thirsty and nervous that I gulped the whole thing down.
Lexy blinked her eyes and dropped her jaw, looking shocked. “That thirsty or that nervous?”
I shrugged my shoulders and gave a “whatever” look.
“Alex?” I heard my name and turned.
“Cynthia?” I recognized her from Art History class. She and I sat together once.
Cynthia’s eyes racked down my body. “It’s good to see you here. You look fabulous. I love that movie.”
“Thanks. You look great, too,” I said, waving to her group of friends. Cynthia was dressed in a Little Red Riding Hood outfit—cute, but a little slutty.
After I introduced Cynthia and her friends to my group of friends, I turned to adjust my wig. When I turned back around, I could see their eyes bugging out of their heads and their jaws on the floor. You could practically see them drooling. When I looked up to where they were staring, I was pretty sure my facial expression matched theirs. I could not believe what I was seeing.
Oh My God! It was Danny. I mean…it was Elijah. That guy was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. He was wearing a black leather jacket, slightly off his shoulders. The form fitted T-shirt that curved every part of his toned chest was absolutely delectable, and his hair was slicked back. He strutted like the stud that he was. I was sure all the girls in this place wanted to drop their panties for him. I was completely mesmerized and I couldn’t believe he dressed up like Danny. Now it was his turn to be surprised.
Elijah
The ladies drooled as soon as they saw me. It was awesome how they parted like the red sea as I walked through a group of them. I strolled up to my group of friends and came to a dead stop when I saw Alex. I was in complete shock. Dressed in black leather pants, a black top that clung to her br**sts, red killer heels, and a blonde, short curly wig, she was my Sandy.
With a flash of her smile, the one that always left me undone, she waved shyly. I knew she liked what she saw from the look in her eyes. It was the same look all the ladies gave me, but the only one that mattered was hers.
“Danny?” she asked hesitantly with an awed expression on her face. “I thought you didn’t dress up?”
“Yeah, Danny boy. When did you change your mind?” Lexy gave me a good smack. I hated when she did that.
“Did you both plan this?” Seth chuckled, eyeing Alex in a way I didn’t like, but I couldn’t blame him. So were the other guys. I wanted to cover up that gorgeous body of hers with my jacket.
“I’m not dressed up. I always look like this.” I flicked my jacket and acted tough, just like Danny does in Grease.
“Yeah, whatever.” Lexy slapped me again, and then turned to Seth. “Really? Jason again?”
“I had no time to shop. It was the easiest thing to put on.”
“Gonna race tomorrow night?” Dean asked me. Why in the hell would he bring up a subject like that in front of everyone? I guess it was okay since it was so loud in here; it was difficult to hear the person standing next to you.
“Don’t announce it to the world,” I said sternly.
Dean gazed around. “Sorry. I thought it was okay since we were among friends.”
“You just never know.”
“You’re racing again?” Alex asked. I could hear the disapproving tone in her words.
“It pays the bills, Alex,” I said sharply. I wanted to say that I didn’t have a dad who saved up a college fund like hers, but I knew better. I didn’t have to say anything after that. Either she understood or didn’t care. I hoped it was the first.
Alex and Lexy took off for the dance floor with some others while I grabbed a beer and sat between Seth and Dean.
“So, how’s it going with Alex? Is she a good roommate?” Seth asked.
“She’s great. I thought she was going to be a pain at the beginning. You know what I mean? But somehow, without even talking about it, we take turns…like getting the groceries, and knowing the other person’s schedule so we don’t hog up the bathroom.”
“I’m not sure about you, but I would have a difficult time sleeping at night knowing a fine piece of ass was sleeping in the other room,” Dean added, taking a sip of his beer.
Little did he know that thought crossed my mind many times. Unexpectedly, an arm slithered up my chest. “Heather,” I greeted. I did a double take when I saw her dressed up like a Playboy Bunny. She looked hot, but I was surprised that I had no interest.
