I make my way back to the table that me and my brother shared with a total of 3 margaritas in tow. He looks just how I left him: lonely.
Our dad owns the biggest medicine production company in the world called Cabelo's Pharmaceutical's. That's why I always have the first designer clothes that come out and I never stay sick for over an hour. But dad also doesn't know how to reason with his words. Like this one time, I stole my brother's favorite teddy bear and put it in the blender- Why I put it in the blender? No idea my 8 year old mind was evil- and when I tell you Ned wouldn't shut up about it. So my dad just threw money at it, literally. He gave Ned a fifty dollar bill just to get him to shut his trap about it. I know you're thinking the same thing, WTF?!
Another time when he did that was when Ned and I stole two packs of gum each from the store. We were eight and we didn't know how the system worked but when we stepped outside and that alarm went off, god help us. The police pulled up right in front of us and put us in cuffs, dragging us along with him to his car. Then out of nowhere Dad comes storming out of the store and walks right up to the policeman and gave him $200 to let us go. So yeah, my dad owns the biggest medicine company in the world, but he doesn't know how to use his words. How inconvenient.
Looking up at my brother I see him chugging down a cool bottle of water, "I'm back," I say sitting down on my stool.
His shakes his head as he says, "Ummmm..., Marly I didn't ask for a drink," he says motioning to the 3 margaritas I sit down on the table.
"I know," I say, "I just needed something to rehydrate my body," I say nonchalantly motioning to my throat.
Ned chuckles and says, " You know I'm your protector and I can't let you have all of those, right?"
I roll my eyes because he always says that or some version of it. But it's not really true, I mean yeah he is my brother and they feel like they need to protect their sisters, but I'm three months older than him. I was born in May and he was born in August. So that means I took my first steps first, I had my face smashed in a cake first, and I lost my front teeth first. Wait that's not true I punched out Ned's two front teeth out when we were taking kickboxing classes from our personal trainer. But most of all I got first dibs on the good looks. Yeah Ned is cute with his sandy brown hair and green eyes, but I stole all of the good stuff like: my dirty blonde hair color that is cut into a wavy bob. My amber eyes makes my hair pop. My height is around 5ft - that's a good height when you have an hourglass shape like mine - and I can persuade just about anybody into doing anything for me.
Ya hear that world, you don't get to run me.
Ned on the other hand is a geek, well a cute and strong geek to all of the girls at school. He likes Starwars and if you ask me Starwars is good but I was into that when I was about 9. Newsflash I'm 17 and he is too. His whole room is Starwars themed. But he's a good student, he makes all A's while I have never made an A in my whole lifetime. Unless you count the time I used Siri, but then someone told and my grade was a C. So compared to my brother, I'm the one dad will have to pay for me to get into collage.
"Hey thirsty, get some water because I'm not going to carry you all the way to the condo," Ned says snapping me out of my thoughts.
Taking a big long sip of the margarita I point out, "Well you're gonna carry me anyway because you're my protector."
He swears and says, "You can't just use that to your advantage you know,"
I smirk and lift up an eyebrow then ask, "Oh I can't?"
Ned rolls his eyes, "You're an asshole you know that right?"
I pretend like I just got shot and I put my hand up to my chest, "Oh, oh my gosh, that hurt so much," Ned laughs and rolls his eyes, "but you act like asshole all the time," I finish. We both erupt in laughter, we tease each other all the time like this then laugh it off, our relationship is good.
Something crosses my mind and I look over at Ned and he sees the disturbance on my face right away.
"What's wrong," he asks.
I look down then start to shake my head because I just saw her and her mom would kill me if I lost her.
Finally I look up and ask, "Where's Zara?"