RoomHates by Carmen Black (series like harry potter TXT) 📕

“What?” Seth shouts. “Prove it. Me against you.”

I glance over my shoulder and see Lucas smirking. “Loser finishes the bathroom.”

Seth scoffs. “Loser finishes the bathroom and cooks the other breakfast for a month.”

“Two months.”

I shake my head, Ugh. These boys. Although, I’m glad to know they weren’t just placing these ridiculous games to torture me.

“Rachel will be my partner,” says Lucas, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and dragging me roughly towards him.

As a response I choke back a burp. The thought of chugging more beer really making me feel quite heavy in the belly area. “I think I need a bit of a break,” I say, trying to make my getaway, but Lucas is strong and doesn’t let me go.

“No, it wouldn’t be fair if you don’t play, Rachel,” says Seth, smirking at me.

Why does this asshole need to rope me into this? I scowl back at Seth. “It’s not fair to have me play if I’ve already been drinking.”

Seth raises a finger. “Fairer than if he plays with one of your friends.” He points back and forth between Charlie and Lauren.

I groan. “Why me?” I glance over my shoulder and ask Charlie, already feeling Lucas tug me away.

“Are you okay?” Asks Charlie, pulling Lucas’s hand away from mine.

“Yeah, we’re here if you want to stay,” says Lauren. “You don’t have to do.”

“Oh, come on!” Shouts Seth, throwing his hands up in the air. He’s about to say something else, but Charlie and Lauren’s scowls instantly shut him up.

I really need to learn that trick.

I look back at the boys. Well, a part of me really wants to go play another game with them. Maybe one more… just to see Seth’s face when Lucas wins. It’ll be wonderful watching Seth be forced to clean the bathroom. And make breakfast for two months.

“I’m fine,” I say while taking a step towards Lucas and Seth. “I’ll play one more game and be right back.”

“We’ll be here!” Shouts Lauren, waving goodbye as once again, Lucas grabs my hand and drags me away.

We come upon the table, now with two different teams operating it. I groan, feeling the weight of the beer in my stomach and look around frantically.

“Is there a bathroom nearby?”

Lucas stares down at me darkly. “You can’t be serious,” he says, rolling his eyes. “We just got here. You could’ve gone at any point.”

“No, I really need to pee.” I shift back and forth quickly. “Like right now.”

Lucas shakes his head. “Hold it.”

I grab his collar and pull him down, meeting his wide eye dark gaze. “It wouldn’t be fair to you if I fuck up the whole game, because I gotta pee. Now tell me where the toilet is, or I’m leaving.”

Lucas sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Fine.” He pats Seth’s shoulder. “The bitch needs the toilet.”

I roll my eyes. Just when I thought we were getting to a first name basis.

Seth glances over his shoulder and shakes his head. “Bitches,” he mutters. I regret ever wanting to kiss him. “Well, hurry the fuck up. Game is almost over and you’re up next.”

I turn on my heel and push through the crowd. Then stop when I realize I have no clue where I’m going. I turn back just when Lucas grabs my hand and pulls me off to the side, towards the trees at the edge of the tents.

“The bathrooms will be packed right now so your best bet is the great outdoors.” He smiles back at me. “Think you can squat?”

I don’t even warrant that a response. Sure, I’m from New York. I’m not so acquainted with the great outdoors. But when I girl’s gotta go, a girl’s gotta go. I’m not so uppity to refuse a chance at peeing in the boys’ restroom or in a dank alley if I really must. I look around at all the men peeing on the side of trees. A couple are making out against a tree. The girl’s leg is wrapped around the guy’s hip while his fingers are pretty much down her pants. I blush and quickly look away, wondering where is the perfect pee spot.

“Well,” says Lucas, turning around. “Go.”

I look down at where we’re standing. There’s no coverage. We’re in the freaking middle of the woods and he just expects me to squat down in front of everyone else? There’s no way I can pee here. Not where everyone will be able to see my bare ass. I look around and find a large tree about a two minute walk away.

“Lucas,” I say quietly.

“Don’t tell me you’ve gotta shit.”

I wince. “No, but do you think you can stand guard while I pee behind that tree over there.”

Lucas turns around and sees where I’m pointing before looking down at me disdainfully. “Fine, but hurry up.”

I run up the slight hill towards the tree. It’s more difficult than normal. I think all the beer has finally hit, because I’m giggling. I hear Lucas muttering on behind me about bathroom duty and how it’s all my fault he’s stuck with the shitty end of the deal. Literally. I don’t bother telling him that he and his bros started it, especially since I need him to play guard. I run behind the tree and relieve myself, happy to know no one is going to come and bother me.

I quickly zip my jeans and run out. “Finished, let’s go,” I say, wobbling down the slight hill. “Can’t be late, right!” I yell at him, laughing as I look back behind my shoulder.

Lucas, with his long legs, easily catches up to me and grabs my hand. “Careful,” he mutters.

I feel so giggly, like I have been breathing in laughing gas all day. The sun above me is shining so brightly and the music booming in the background puts an extra pep in my step. I stumble into Lucas, my ankle gives out from underneath and I see the ground coming closer towards my