NEVER HAVE I EVER
Reality Blog
CORY
The new girl and I get back from the grocery store. Can I just say it's awesome to have my own body back again? I've missed it a lot. Being tall, and well, me! We got a surplus of cash for our prize from winning the latest challenge, as well as a bonus for picking Reesa up. Interesting girl, I should add. I'm not quite sure what to think about her yet, but then again, I don't know a whole lot about her. She doesn't like to talk about herself. One of those kind of people. She'll deter the conversation away from her by making jokes or hitting on me. Hitting on just about all the guys actually. We'd walk in the store and she'd be like, “do you see how yummy he is?” No, I don't. I don't look at other guys like that. But I'd nod and look at supplies instead. We'd need new car food and adequate entertainment. While we had about three grand to blow, we didn't spend anywhere near that much money. You know, just in case we'd want it later. We have credit cards from the show, but we don't know what the hunters track and use. They'd yet to get us while we were resting at the hotel, but we've always been careful all the same.
The most I know about Reesa is she's nineteen and a little hussy. That's all she talks about. Sex. Which makes me think she's either super insecure, or she's lying to make herself “look good”. Not quite sure what's going on in her head.
“Got a lot of stuff,” Toby says and comes up to check out the goods. “We got room service.”
“I see that.” There's a lot of food, but I'm not going to complain. I've missed being able to eat like normal. Something I'm still getting used to. The doctor's said I had to ease my way back into things, but I think I'm making good progress. Most of it is just getting used to being on my own again and not having do everything T's way. I should add that Coty has a sensitive stomach. He likes to eat a lot of foreign food, but it doesn't always agree with him. Pretty sure he's got some kind of exotic food allergy that's making him sick, but it sure is nice to eat a slice of pizza and not having it come back to bite me later just because he has an issue with grease or cheese or food.
I grab a mozzarella stick and indulge. T is working on a bowl of pasta in the living room chatting with Ipod. She's eating a burger that's the size of her head. There's ice cream on the counter too, cheesecake, brownies, cookies, I'm pretty sure they ordered the whole menu. But again, we were celebrating. We'd be getting our next clue tomorrow, but we weren't required to actually leave our hotel digs for at least three days. In fact, they encouraged us to take our time heading out, which of course makes me wonder what is up. Why encourage us to stay and not get on with the show? Still, I guess one more day can't hurt.
Yeah, with Ryan gone, I've kind of decided to be the one keeping us all organized. Only instead of ruling with an iron bitch fist like her, I'm a little more open to persuasion. I'm the oldest and wisest of the group. It makes sense.
“What's this?” Toby asks as he pulls out a bottle of vodka I had bought.
I look over at Reesa, “we thought we'd play a get to know you game. Ever heard of never have I ever?”
T stares are me, “So you want to get drunk tonight? Seems like a great idea. Being hungover with hunters chasing us.”
“Eh, you're such a goodie goodie you'll be perfectly sober. And that'll be good to have you drive since you get car sick anyway.” I point out. He sighs, but doesn't say anything more. I grab the bottle and show it to him, “Besides, it's coconut flavored!”
I don't mention that he'll probably have a high tolerance to the alcohol anyway. I've been drinking with his body for five years, so I got it built up pretty good. My own, I need to work on.
“Come on!” Reesa says and digs around the hotel room for some glasses so we can pour shots. Vodka wasn't exactly my first choice, but she insisted. I don't know if she knows what she's doing, but I got tired of arguing with her.
We all sat down in the den area of the hotel room and took a glass. I put about a shots worth in each.
“All right, who goes first?” I ask.
“Whoever had the stupid idea to do this,” T says. Wow, he's grumpy today. I wonder if I missed something while I was gone between him and Ipod. They've got some kind of weird drama. Personally I think they just need to hook up already and move on with their lives. It's clear they wanna bang.
Reesa grins, “Never have I ever had sex.” Wow she's bold and she takes a drink from her shot. I do mine, and watch the rest of the room. Coty looks like he's about to crap himself, Ipod is unamused, and Toby is discretely trying to drink from his glass while no one is looking.
“You do know how to play this right?” I ask him, because last I checked the kid was still pure and virginal.
Toby rolls his eyes, “Yes, I know how to play. What the hell do you think we do back home on the weekends? Drinking games.” Though from what I remember from my talks with the kid, he didn't get out much because of his monster 'condition'.
“Rock on man!” I want to congratulate him but it's clear he's still kind of embarrassed like most newbs are. Being young adds to it too. We'll talk later. I'm sure he'll want to.
Reesa eyes my brother and smirks, “now I know who's corruptible.”
Coty raises an eyebrow and shifts in his chair, kind of towards Ipod, like he's going to use her for cover. Reesa just blows him a kiss and looks at me.
“All right, never have I ever been arrested,” I say and sit back and watch as everyone takes a nice drink.
“How do you know when you're drunk?” Toby asks and blinks a couple of times.
Reesa giggles, “When you have to ask that question, light weight!”
“I'm not a light weight, I was just curious. Gosh, it's only been like two shots. That's nothing. Not a big deal. Chill out. Pour me another!”
I do so, and wait for someone else to ask a question.
“Never have I ever ridden a horse.” Ipod says. Me and Toby take a shot, and everyone else is staring silently.
“What? I went to farm camp,” I say. “Didn't mom make you go?”
“Horses freak me out,” Coty mumbles.
“They're sexy,” Reesa says. “I just never got the chance to since I lived in the city.” She's still making kissie faces at my brother. I don't think she's caught on yet, or maybe she doesn't care that he's not interested.
He sighs and puts down his cup. “Never have I ever been a slut.”
I raise an eyebrow and pour a shot, but then add another three on top of that because it's only appropriate and fitting. If anyone's a slut, it's me. Reesa pouts when she picks up the bottle and finds it basically empty. She drinks whatever remains in a rather suggestive manner and then puts in down on the table.
“Well, that was fun,” she says and gets up, making sure to give us all a flash of her panty covered hoo-ha that's underneath her super short skirt. One of her hands trails over Toby's hair as she walks into the kitchen. “Enlightening. I told you we'd need at least three bottles though babe.”
“Not your babe,” I mumble. Coty is glaring at me from across the room. I shrug. What am I supposed to do about her? It's not like I can kick her off the team, and ditching her would not go over all too well...I don't think.
Toby sighs and looks at his empty glass. “I miss Ryan.”
“Let's give her more of a chance before making any decisions or judge her.” She shoots the look at Coty. I swear, sometimes they act like they're dating.
She's right. We shouldn't be making too many judgment calls. I still believe it's all an act. I wish she'd share more of her story. Alas, that's something she'll hopefully volunteer on her own in the future.
