"Brady's calling you again!" Andrea called to me from the living room.
"Leave it!" I shouted back as I waited for our popcorn to finish. "Come help me," I shouted to her. A moment later Andrea danced into the kitchen. I handed her the tall pints of sweet tea to carry and grabbed the fresh bag of popcorn. Butter and salt filling the air around me.
"Is Garrett still coming over tonight?" She asked me settling herself in the pile of blankets on the living room floor.
"He better be." I yelped, burning my tongue on a butter drenched piece. Andrea gave me a 'way - to – go – dumbass' look. I just stuck my tongue out at her, both of us falling into a fit of the giggles.
My phone began to ring and without bothering to check who was calling I flipped it off. Brady couldn't just apologize over th
