Chapter 13
“Okay,” Xavier said, turning the engine off and looking over at Billy, “we go in, have a few beers and then we say we gotta jet.”
“Yep. Gotta go be ranchers.” In the passenger seat, Billy was applying Chapstick to his lips. He could feel all of Xavier’s nervousness. What was the big deal? It was only a room party with students and some liquor. What could go wrong? He’d never been to a room party in a motel. It would be cool to mingle with people. “Okay so, should we bring our wallets or leave everything in the glove compartment?” He slipped the Chapstick tube into the front of his jeans. He’d changed his shirt and freshened up in a restaurant’s washroom. He wore his white jean shirt over a white tank top and was feeling good about himself. He’d gotten a tan today and the new g
