Bestfriends and Boys
{and everything that comes in between}
Chapter 5 Part 1
Kristen's POV
Kristen and I arrived at her grandma's door step, beach bags in tow, fresh off the boat. Kristen's grandma busted through the door with a spoon in her hand. A four foot eleven old italian women, gray hair and a heavy accent, she's so cute. "Kristin! Chi vai?" said her grandma "Nonna! in macchina. Come stai?" " Cosí, Cosí e tu?" Cosí, Cosí. Io amo tu." I can tell you the end means I love you! They're adorable. "Ciao Nonna" I exclaimed. She said Hi back. We're bestfriends. We waked into a kitchen with four pots on the stove, pasta dough on the counter & wine everywhere. It smelled like we walked into heaven. We were gonna eat in about ten minutes so we sat down on the couches and talked. Interrupting us, my phone rang. It was Carter asking if we were coming & saying Thomas was coming. I told him yeah later we'll let him know before we leave. Kristen said "Pretty Obvious we're gonna drink but we've never been drunk with guys before. Please. Lets stay sane. Know one needs babies." I told her she's overreacting. "Should we tell Sam?" She I asked. I said "Well she kinda doesn't like to party and she doesn't approve she probably is doing something with her lax team... So I guess not?" She agreed. Nonna screamed " Ready! Manga! Manga!" Alright, at the table. Pasta, pizza, sausage, chicken & managoti. I think I ate so much food it could equal the size of a baby horse. Kristen wanted to get home and get ready she hugged her grandma (they're like bestfriends) and we parted. Time to get ready... her grandma lived down the street so It was no big deal. We showered, changed, put on makeup, the usual. Kristen's mom picked us up and drove us to Carter's house, which she thinks is our friend Jess's house. Shhh. It was loud as hell. I have the feeling We're gonna get busted. Right in the door, can's, bottles. Stumbling out came Thomas already drunk. Kristen's smile dropped. We got handed cups ... here goes the night. Bottom's Up.