A crash of thunder woke Riley up. He was alone and he hated that fact. Why was he still living at home? Even so, storms scared him even if he'd never dare mention it to Zane. After all, wasn't Riley the macho one?
He smiled about that, thinking of Zane. He really wanted to call him right now, but it was too late. He checked his cell. It was almost 3 in the morning and the rain was coming down hard.
He went to his laptop and saw that Fiona was on. Why had he kept her as one his contacts. He yawned not thinking much about her. He was way past those days. No need to even act like he needed a girl in his life. After all there was Anya. Hadn't she taken Wesley under her wing?
There was more pounds of thunder then. Maybe it was an airplane. Kind of hard to tell, but it was so annoying. He sent Fiona a message.
Riley: u can't sleep either?
Was that all he was going to get from her?
Riley: u should be in bed.
Fiona: Maybe I am. =D
Riley: Honestly, Bitch I don't give a fuck.
Fiona: You're the one's who's being a fuck, bastard.
Riley: Fi, I thought we were over this.
Fiona: u started it.
Riley: did not.
Fiona: did too.
Riley: What's really going on? Are u drunk?
Fiona: Yeah, I'm the crazy drunk girl, didn't u know.
Riley. UR pathetic.
Fiona: Look, if I tll u smtn will u stp bothrn me?
Riley stared at the screen waiting for something big. Something juicy. Like she really was sleeping with her brother or something.
Fiona: I've been hangn out with Nate. Shhhhhh....dnt tell anyone.
Riley: That's it?
Riley winced then. Nate, the soccer dude he hooked up with that one time. OK, it might have been more than once. But they both were pretty inexperienced. OK, the guy had fantastic lips. How could he forget him like that, really? Riley rolled his eyes. Those two together? They wouldn't have a clue to know what to do with each other.