Effectively blocking my view of Trevor…
And putting an end to our heated stare down.
Drew
Marthaaaa, you made it.
I force myself not to peer around him…
But I bounce on my toes, feeling fidgety.
Drew
Beers are over there in the coolers.
Drew
But you look like you need something stronger.
When I toss it back instantly…
Deb
I’m going to grab us a couple waters.
Because my racing heart is making me feel lightheaded.
My shock at seeing Trevor is starting to wear off…
And I realize he didn’t look happy to see me.
He was looking at me like I didn’t belong here.
Drew sidles up closer to me.
Trevor
What are you doing here, Martha?
Bring my gaze to Trevor’s.
He’s standing beside Drew…
But he humiliated me last week.
I have every right to be here.
I can have just as much fun as the next girl.
Martha
Hello to you too, Trevor.
Martha
And for your information, I was invited here.
Martha
Is that a problem?
Drew throws Trevor a smug grin.
Drew
She’s my date, Holt.
Drew
None of your concern.
He puts an arm around my shoulders…
And I do my best not to cringe…
But I falter under the weight of Trevor’s knowing stare.
Martha
Are there any more shots?
Martha
I could really use another.
Drew smiles and backs away.
Drew
Your wish is my command.
But now that I’m alone with Trevor…
I have no idea what to say.
It’s a strange, new feeling…
Because our conversation was so easy last weekend.
A part of me wants Trevor to be jealous…
But his stare is boring into my soul.
Martha
Drew invited me, and I said yes.
Martha
That’s all there is to it.
Trevor crosses his arms over his well-defined chest.
Trevor
I guess I’m just surprised.
Trevor
I thought this sort of party wasn’t really your thing.
But I try to appear nonchalant.
Trevor
Could’ve fooled me.
Trevor
You look uncomfortable.
He continues glowering at me…
And I can’t figure out what his problem is.
What happened to the laid-back, fun-loving guy I met last weekend?
Is my presence bothering him that much?
My voice rises with my temper.
Martha
Maybe I’m uncomfortable because you’re glaring at me!
Martha
And I have no idea what I did wrong.
Then he looks around, seeming annoyed.
Last weekend, he made it clear how he felt about me.
So now I feel like a nuisance just by being here.
Martha
Stop worrying, Trevor.
Martha
I don’t expect you to babysit me like last time.
Martha
I can take care of myself.
He takes a step toward me.
Trevor
Are you sure about that?
Trevor
Because this party gets pretty crazy.
Trevor
And I don’t want you to—
Martha
Don’t want me to what?
Martha
Seriously, what is your problem with me being here?
Trevor
I’m worried about you!
Trevor
Because you don’t go to parties like this.
This time, it’s me who takes a step forward.
He’s just about to respond…
But a familiar voice calls his name.
Tilla
We’re setting up beer pong!
Drew is suddenly by my side again.
Drew
Beer pong sounds perfect.
Drew
I’m way too sober right now.
Drew
And that needs to be remedied.
I don’t want to play beer pong with Drew…
But I also don’t want to stand here and fight with Trevor.
I take a shot from Drew’s hand and toss it back.
I can feel Trevor’s hot stare on me the whole time.
Drew puts an arm around my shoulders again.
He stares as Drew and I set up on one side of the table…
While he’s forced to go to the other.
Tilla runs a hand down his arm.
Then her eyes snag on me.
Recognition fills her gaze.
And her red upper lip curls with disgust.
Tilla
I guess they’re letting anyone into this party these days.
But Tilla doesn’t scare me anymore.
I just raise a brow in her direction.
Martha
I thought the same thing about this college when they let you enroll.
She points a long nail in my direction.
Tilla
You better watch yourself—
Trevor pushes her arm down.
Drew
Girls, girls, come on.
Drew
We all just want to have a good time.
His arm slithers around my waist…
And I see Trevor’s eyes lock on the movement.
When Drew starts to bring his lips toward my neck…
Trevor claps his hands together loudly, startling everyone.
Trevor
Longhorn, switch sides with me.
Trevor
The glare is too strong over here. I can’t see.
Tilla
Where are your sunglasses?
Trevor
Must have misplaced them.
He leans down to whisper in my ear.
Drew
I can see you better from over there anyway.
But when Trevor walks over…
I hate this new tension between us.
But I don’t know how to fix it.
I suddenly feel Tilla’s eyes on me again.
Drew might not have cared about the partner switch…
But I can tell she isn’t happy about it.
Her hands are crossed under her ample chest…
And her eyes are throwing daggers my way.
She looks me up and down from head to toe…
Smirking at my conservative sundress.
And then, she smiles wickedly.
Tilla
I say we make this more interesting…
Tilla
Let’s raise the stakes.
Drew’s eyes drop to her cleavage.
Drew
What did you have in mind?
Her eyes don’t leave mine when she answers…
