Don't Back Up, Don't Back Down

The next day I wake up at about 6 am to feed all the animals and start to tend to the fields. The cool of the morning slowly creeps around my skin. It feels good since the days this time of year are mostly 90+ degrees. After I am done doing all of my outside work, I can already feel the heat start to radiate and it is only 8 am. I walk inside and I only see Tyler, Jonathan and Corey up. The rest are still passed out where ever they could find a place to sleep. "Hey Ty." I say as I walk up and kiss him. He pours me a cup of coffee and hands it over. It was still pretty hot and tendrils of smoke lifted off the surface and up into the air. Jonathan and Corey are talking a little bit too loudly for Patrick as a pillow comes flying across the room with a "shut the FUCK up!" afterwards. Corey grabs the pillow out of midair and jumps up a little bit. Everyone stopped and stared at him. He twisted his neck side to side and hopped a little. He stopped after a little bit and then we realized he is a goalie. He grabs shots out of midair for a living. Jonathan takes the pillow and throws it back at Patrick. Jonathan screams "FUCK YOU!" as it gets tossed back and forth through to it my house. The pillow soars a couple more times before I jump in and grab it. "I don't need this shit in my house." I say with throwing glares at Patrick and Jonathan. "You two fight like a fucking married couple" Ty says as he takes a sip. "WE DO NOT." Jonathan and Patrick scream at the same time. Everyone laughs. "Shut up Jonny! No one wants you here!" Patrick says with a little smile, knowing he can get away with saying it. After some convincing and many cups of coffee later, everyone is up. Jeff and Taylor look like they are zombies, Brad looks angry at the world, and Patrick looks amused. I need to run to the store if all of these guys are staying here for a while. Even though the truck has been fixed for a few weeks, they refuse to leave. I ask all the guys what they would like to eat. I write out a list and ask if anyone wants to help me get all these groceries. Corey and Jonny offer to go with. Jonny offers to drive too. Corey and Jonny ride front while I get the back to myself. Jonny is blasting the alternative rock station and some Guns n Roses in my ear. We get to the store and split up the items we need. I scan the store for potential people who might hit on them and make this trip harder than it should be. I see no potential threats and we split up. 5 minutes later I hear from an aisle over someone trying to talk with Jonny. "Fuck" I try to mutter but it comes out louder than I expected. "Oh. I, uh came here with someone so I need to get back to her. Nice talking to you." Jonny says this as he tries to escape whoever is trying to talk with him. I hear the shopping cart's wheels sputter down the rest of the aisle and hear them come towards me. Jonny and Corey both meet up with me in the aisle. Corey is done with his part of the list and a little extra. "Why do you need 3 bottles of Jack, 2 bottles of Jager, Red Bull and Coke?" I ask Corey. He shrugs and says they are for the boys. I need one more item on my list and I am done. Jonny still needs about half of his items. I turn to Corey and say, "take Jonny with you to get the rest of whatever he needs. I will meet you by a register when you are done." Corey nods and Jonny looks scared from his meeting with a crazed fan. Corey tries to calm him down as they walk by saying something in French. It is only slightly working. They disappear and I go on the hunt for chips. I find them, grab a ton of bags and go to the registers to wait. 10 minutes go by and still no sign of Corey and Jonny. "You have got to be fucking kidding me!" I yell as I go and search for them. I find them talking with a random lady looking about mid twenties. "The fuck you guys doing!?" I yell as I see them. At least their carts are full this time. I tell them to hurry up because I want to get home. We have been here for an hour already. We go to check out in the only register open out of all of them. "Fuck me!" I say as we see the line. The guy in front of me turns around, looks me up and down and says "gladly." He looks familiar. I went to school with him, as I did the cashier, the janitor and pretty much all of the people who work here. He was a year older than I was. I never knew his name because I never cared enough to talk to him. "Sorry. I have a boyfriend. It was just a fig-" I get cut off as Jonny pushes me to the side. Jonny is about to say something when the guy, I think his name was Billy, laughs. Jonny looks confused and I push him back. I feel his muscles against his shirt when I do that. Finally it is our turn to pay. The cashier looks at me and says "Oh damn. How do you just keep getting hotter and hotter every time you come in here!?" But I ignore him and place my things on the conveyer belt. The cashier, named Ted, tilts his head as I read down into the basket to get an item. Corey yells at him. I need Ty here. I get everything in bags and go to pay. I get a slight discount because Ted has a weird thing for me. He has had this weird thing since freshman year when we started going to school together. He is a short man with glasses, a receding hairline, and bad teeth. He has no muscles but is skinny. Nothing compared to Try, Jonny, Corey or any of the guys staying at my house. We pay for everything and, as usual, his number is on the bottom of the reciet. I roll my eyes and walk to the car and throw everything in the open bed with the help of Jonny and Corey. As we are going home, Jonny rolls down all the windows and blasts a country song. Its a new one by Dierks Bentley, but not new enough where I don't know all the words. With no more troubles of girls trying to get into Jonny and Corey's pants every 2 minutes, this trip was the best yet. And in the end, Corey did get all of his booze he wanted. Tonight is going to be fun under the stars again.

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