“Rain drops are falling on my head, Rae. RAIN DROPS ARE FALLING ON MY MOTHER FUCKING HEAD!” Jaime screamed from beside me as I fumbled in my purse for my car keys.

“I don’t think that’s how the song goes... and you should have worn something with a hood.” I huffed while still rummaging through my bag.

“I didn’t think it took twenty years to find car keys,” he retorted and jumped in the car as soon as I unlocked it. He held up his hand to my face, “Swerve hoe. Before you jump down my throat for being an asshole, we have to stop by Mike’s real fast so I can get my wallet.”

I nodded and drove off in the direction of the Fuentes’ household. Once we got there I cut the car off and went inside with Jaime, knowing this was going to take a lot longer than just running in and grabbing a wallet. I was hit with the smell of food and Vivian's voice coming from the kitchen.

“MOMMA F!” I screamed as I ran in the front door, surpassing all the boys in the front room, and running into the kitchen to give her a huge hug.

“My baby!” She cheered and wrapped her arms around me before pulling away. “I haven’t seen you in so long, Rae. You look great!”

“Thanks Momma, so do you,” I smiled at her and kissed her cheek before sitting up on the counter, knowing that she’ll sneak me food while she cooks.

“Make yourself at home, why don’t ya’?” Mike’s voice sounded from the entrance of the kitchen and he smirked before coming over and handing me a beer.

“I’m supposed to be going to Lowe’s with dipshit...” I pushed the beer away.

“Like you’re not going to stay for dinner,” Mike smiled. “Just take the beer, Rae. The sink can wait until tomorrow.”

“I have work tomorrow,” I groaned.

“I’ll go with him and help him do it, you’re fine,” Mike smiled and shook the beer in front of my face. I snatched it from his hand and popped the cap off and took a gulp of it.

“Well don’t you two look so nice getting along!” Viv smiled and handed me a plate with chicken, peppers and onions on it. Mike’s hand came over and grabbed a piece of chicken off my plate.

“It’s mine you asshole! Don’t touch!” I yelled at him.

“Shut up! I’m hungry!” He yelled back.

“So much for getting along,” Viv chuckled. “Michael, those are Rae’s. You wait your turn.”

“Why do you always give her food?” He pouted and reached for another piece of chicken off my plate. I stabbed him with my fork. “OW YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

“Michael!”

“Sorry!” He whined and put his hand in his mouth and scowled at me. “I hate you so much right now, Rae that hurt so bad.”

“Don’t touch my food,” I smirked and hopped off the counter with the plate and walked into the front room. “Hi Vicky!” I kissed Vic on the cheek and plopped down on the boy’s sofa.

“What did you do to Mike?” He asked while laughing as his brother walked in the room pissed off.

“She stabbed me with the god damn fork,” he grumbled and sat next to me.

“Why would you even try to touch Rae’s food?” Vic questioned his brother and everyone erupted into laughter.

“I didn’t know she’d try to take my hand off,” Mike mumbled and sipped his beer.

“Sowwy Mikey,” I smiled and pat his head.

“Don’t touch me,” he scooted away from me. 

“Your loss,” I winked at him and he rolled his eyes.

“Food’s ready!” Viv shouted from the kitchen. “Ladies first. Sit your asses down, boys!”

As we all sat around the table in the boy’s house, there was conversation about everything. Tours, girls, childhood memories, stupid things that Jaime does to break things in the apartment, work... you name it, we talked about it. If there was one thing that always brought us together as one big group of friends, it was Viv’s Sunday dinner’s she’d do at the boy’s house. There was really never any drama or harm to anyone, we just all sat around cracking jokes about each other.

Mike stood up from the table and walked over to the fridge, “Mike, can you grab me a beer?” He walked back over and placed a cold one in my left hand before taking the seat next to me and placing his hand on my leg under the table. I think my eyes nearly popped out of my head from the coldness of his hand on my bare leg. I choked on my beer and broke out into a coughing fit, him laughing beside me.

“Rae, you good?” Viv asked from the other end of the table, eyeing me weird. I nodded and tried to stop coughing. Nothing helped, Mike moved his hand to my inner thigh, and my coughs became worse. “Rae...”

Mike opened up his fist and the inside of my thigh came in contact with a freezing, wet ice cube, and he then slipped it up the inside of my shorts. I shrieked and nearly fell backwards while trying to get out of my chair to run to the bathroom. When I walked back in the kitchen everyone looked at me confused and Mike was trying extremely hard not to laugh.

“I’m fine... Your son decided to put an ice cube in my pants... No big deal,” I shrugged and sat back down in my chair.

After we all finished eating, we then decided that we should have ice cream and cake because Vic decided to buy chocolate cake for the very fact that “it looked good”. As we all ate, I decided to get revenge on what Mike had done to me. Tony was in the middle of explaining to everyone about this movie he watched last night and Mike was texting someone, probably one of his whores.

“Hey Mikes,” I said softly.

“Yeah?” He turned his face towards me and I smacked him right in the mouth with a handful of chocolate cake, which ended up going all over him. I bursted into laughter, with the boys laughs following behind me and Mike’s dad saying “that’s my girl”. “You have three seconds to run... one... two...”

I hopped out of my seat and darted up the stairs away from everyone. I ran my way into Mike’s room, slamming the door behind me and screaming as I felt his arms wrap around me from behind as he rubbed his face onto my cheek.

“You are so gross!” I screamed as I tried to get out of his grip.”

“EMBRACE THE CHOCOLATE, RAE. EMBRACE IT!” He chuckled before letting go of me and grabbing a towel and wiping his face off. He then walked towards me and wiped my cheek off.

“You missed a spot,” I said as I pointed at his chest. When he looked down I hit him in the nose and started laughing.

“You are so immature,” he laughed and shook his head.

“And you’re not?” I smirked as I sat down on his bed.

“Nope,” he smirked and closed his eyes while laying down next to me and grabbing my waist to pull me with him.

“Not now, Mike.” I groaned as I rested my head on his shoulder.

“But you owe me for stabbing my hand,” he stuck his bottom lip out.

“Oh so now we have to do shit because I owe you?” I raised an eyebrow and sat up on his stomach. He nodded and grinned. “Not happening Fuentes,” I grinned.

“Just gimmie a kiss,” he stuck his lips out.

“That’s ugly. Don’t do that,” I laughed and made a gagging noise.

“Come onnnnnnn, Rae. You’re killing me!”

“I know, I can feel it poking my butt,” I smirked and leaned down and gave him a peck on the lips.

“Tank you,” he smiled.

“Please don’t talk like a baby... that creeps me out.”

“I’ll talk to you like a man,” he winked and slapped my ass.

“That’s my cue to get the fuck out of here,” I laughed and got off the bed. “Come on before people get suspicious.”

“Like anyone would get suspicious. They all think you wouldn't touch me with a nine foot pole,” he laughed and closed his bedroom door as we walked towards the steps.

“Okay Mr. Grinch, I’m pretty sure Vic heard us the other night.”

“He didn’t know it was you,” Mike shrugged.

“You said Rae...”

“.... Uh.... I know other Rae’s.”

“Oh really?” I laughed as shook Mike his head.

When we walked downstairs everyone was in the front room watching that movie Tony was talking about. I sat down on the couch in between Jaime and Vic as Mike sat far away from me on the love-seat after kicking Tony and Steph off of it. Half way through the movie my phone buzzed on my lap, “You still owe me ;)”. I looked at Mike and mouthed “CREEP” before turning my attention back to the movie.

If only I knew that Vic had seen the text over my shoulder.