“Good evening, you two. Or should I say good morning,” she squinted at the watch on her wrist.

“Is it that late?” Evan asked.

“We didn’t mean to wake you, Ronnie.”

“I wasn’t asleep. I was waiting up… to get the details. But I can guess how the night went,” she stated.

Evan hiccuped and laughed.

“Is she drunk?”

“Am I drunk?” Evan asked Serena who was straightening the rack.

“She had a little wine.”

“Yeah, just a little wine,” Evan said holding her hands a foot apart.

She continued her laughter.

“Serena, get her to bed,” Veronica sighed.

“I didn’t mean for this to happen,” Serena tried to explain.

“No, she didn’t,” Evan defended.

“We went to Anwar’s and you know how he is.”

“What happened to…”

“She started to panic. We had to leave,” Serena interrupted.

“No fun,” Evan frowned.

“Yeah, well, getting a eighteen year old drunk is…”

“I know, it’s not responsible. I didn’t mean for it to happen. You know that. And if this gets back to Bette, she’ll kill me,” Serena replied.

“You got that right. And I don’t want to go to your funeral. Just get her bed,” Veronica sighed walking away.

“Let’s go,” Serena guided Evan to the guest bedroom.

“Serena, I think I’m going to be sick,” Evan moaned holding her mouth.

*****

An incessant ringing hammering into Evan’s ears woke her the next morning. She rolled over opening her eyes, which became wide in confusion. She was not in the dorm room with Drew. Picking up the phone, Evan was greeted with an excited voice.

“Where the ***** are you?”

“I’m not in the room with you, huh?”

“No. Where ever you are, you better get your ***** back here in an hour. Chase is looking for you. I told her you went out for breakfast and would be back in a hour.”

“What time is it?” Evan asked rubbing her face.

“9:46.”

“*****, my flight!”

“Yeah, I know… I’m packing your ***** right now. Get back here, now!”

The phone went dead. Drew hung up not waiting for a reply.

Evan pulled herself out of bed and noticed that she was fully dressed.

‘Thank God,’ she thought.

She laced up her sneakers and slowly walked to the closed door.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Veronica cheerfully shouted.

“Oww,” Evan moaned holding her head.

“Cut it out, Ronnie.”

Serena wrapped her arms around Evan. The couple stood in the embrace as Evan laid her head on Serena’s shoulder.

“How much did I have to drink last night?”

“Two glasses of wine.”

“That’s it. And I feel like this?”

“Baby can’t handle her liquor,” Veronica teased.

Serena held up her hand in a fist threatening her friend.

“How are you feeling?” Serena asked holding on tighter.

“Better…now,” she sighed.

Evan was beginning to get lost in the full body contact and lulled into a state of conscious sleep.

“Who were you talking to?”

“Oh *****, I have to go,” Evan remembered pulling apart.

“Go? Where?”

“I have to catch my flight.”

“You’re leaving already?”

“Yeah. That was Drew on the phone. The girl I was staying with in the dorms,” Evan explained.

Serena’s face dropped. They had just started and Evan was leaving already.

“Where’s my jacket?” she asked.

“I think you left it in the hall,” Serena offered.

Veronica stepped next to Serena when Evan went in search of her jacket.

“You knew she would be leaving,” she said.

“Yeah, I just didn’t think it would happen the day after our date,” Serena sulked.

“At least you went to go on a date.”

“Yeah.”

“Now you know what you have to do,” Veronica stated.

Serena looked down at her friend. Yeah, she knew what she had to do.