Sam’s invitation

“Party at Cory’s. Come.”

That was all Sam’s text said.

Who the fuck does he think he is? I wondered.

I was about to reply with a very nice ‘fuck you,’ when I suddenly received another text. This one was from my old buddy, Cory.

“Hey Dan! Pool party at my house, 8pm! Dad’s away and my mom’s surprisingly cool with it! Let’s goooooooo!”

I stared at Cory’s message for a moment. That’s odd. Sam and Cory don’t really get along...

I texted back, “Who else is coming?”

“Most of the seniors from school. The boys, Jon, Tom, Will, and Jake. A bunch of girls too, don’t worry. Haha. Might just hook you up with someone.”

Tom and Jake is going, but no mention of Sam?

I texted back, “Is Sam coming?”

“Hell, no. Can’t stand that prick. Why?”

How curious. Was Sam just being a nice guy and tipping me off to a party he can’t attend?

I replied, “I can’t stand him either. Sure, I’ll be there.”

“Awesome! I’ll see you.”