CHAPTER 9

                                    

                                          
"Do you guys know each other?" I ask, confused as to why they're insulting one another.
"You could say that," Evan says, with an evil glint in his eyes as he stares at Amber.
"I don't know this rich snob," Amber says, venom dripping in her words.
"Wow, Amber. If you don't know him, why do you keep insulting him?" I ask, confused at her hostility toward Evan.
"I'll tell you why. This morning he used his expensive car to splash water on me while I was standing beside the road. Then, when I asked him to buy me new clothes because he ruined mine, he said I was lucky he wasn't pressing charges against me for hitting his car with my shoe."
"You hit his car with your shoe?" I ask, surprised she'd do that. Truthfully though, I shouldn't be surprised. This is Amber we're talking about. Even if a man were seven feet tall, Amber would still pick a fight with him.
"She did. And thankfully it's an expensive car, like she said, so the windshield was strong enough to suffer no damage," Evan says before Amber can speak. 
"Thank God," I say, releasing a breath of relief. I was worried I'd have to help Amber scramble for money to compensate for the damage she caused to Evan's car. 
"She was fortunate." 
"Regardless, Evan, I can't believe you'd splash water on someone and not apologize," I say, surprised by the way he handled things with Amber. Amber's actions don't surprise me, but I'm surprised by his.
"I was going to, but she refused to apologize for using her shoe to hit my car," Evan defends his actions.
"That's true, Amber; you shouldn't have used your shoe to hit his car, and you should be happy he did not make you pay."
"I can't believe you're taking his side. I'm your best friend, and he was driving away. That's why I had to stop him with my shoe," Amber defends her own actions.
"Really? You were going to drive away?" I ask.
"I didn't know I splashed water on her!"
"You knew you jerk," Amber says, glaring at him as she takes a step closer. 
"As I told you this morning, I didn't see you standing there," Evan says, glaring back at her, also moving closer to her. There's hardly a breath between them, and they're glaring at each other with so much anger in their eyes. I can tell they've already killed each other in various and brutal ways in their heads.
"I think we should just let this matter go because I don't think either of you is willing to agree you were wrong with your actions," I say and walk between them, forcing them to break eye contact.
"I think that's probably for the best," Evan says. 
"Thank you. Amber?" I ask, hoping she'll drop the topic so we can have a good time.
"Only because you asked," she says, huffing before glancing away.
"Good. Now let the party begin! Evan, have you had anything yet?" I ask.
"I'm actually here to invite you guys to join me in VIP."
"Oh, that's nice. Come on, Amber, let's go," I say, linking my arm with hers.
"I'm not going," Amber says, pulling me back with our linked arms.
"Amber, please. Forget about what happened this morning and party with me," I plead with my eyes.
"Okay. Only because I don't want to leave you alone."
"Thank you," I say, smiling, and pull her with me to follow Evan.