She leaned in closer to get a better look, her eyebrows rose in sympathy and her stomach turned. It was too similar to the wounds she had found on Milo, too close to home. She took a step back and focused her eyes on Keegan's face. "Fuck," she said shaking her head. "I hope they caught all those bastards," taking a long drag on her cigarette she exhaled deeply. "That's brutal."
"Right?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest. "I will take steadily improving over constantly fucked over any day."
"I think so? I was in the only group to bring back something, I think." He gave a small shrug and put his arm down and putting the sleeve of his hoodie back the way it should be.
"As well you should." Keegan finally took the cigarette from his lips after a pause so he could get a long drag. "And at least spring vacation will be happening soon. That's always a good break to look forward to."
"I can't believe someone would actually make those things," she shook her head. "When would that ever seem like a good idea?" she rolled her eyes. "People can be so stupid sometimes."
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to have to figure out something to do otherwise I might spend the whole vacation in New York with my brother. I can't stand the thought of sitting at my dad's huge house in Hawaii all by myself," she frowned a little at that. "You got any plans?"
Stupid, evil, crazy. Keegan had a number of words for the people responsible for breeding those things, but instead of voicing them he simply shook his head and shrugged a bit.
"Uh... not really. I have a surprise planned for Rowan on her birthday, but that's about as far as I got." It was rather convenient that her birthday was in the middle of break, too. Made things so much easier.
"Ooo," she grinned. "Good idea. I bet she'll freak," she laughed. "We should have a party or something. I think Cinco de Mayo is at the very end of the vacation," she suggested.
"Oh, definitely," Keegan nodded with enthusiasm. "Might as well give the vacation a good end before coming back to school. Cinco de Mayo is a good enough reason to celebrate. I just wouldn't know where to do it."
"Exactly," she grinned. "It's like tradition to end vacation with a bang," she nodded. "I'm sure we'll find somewhere. There's a couple NOLA and push comes to shove there's my dad's house. It's on the floo network and everything," she shrugged.
"You said your dad's house was in Hawaii, right?" He at least believed he had heard the word mentioned. "Because that would be awesome if nothing else. Nice warm weather for spring break. Granted, NOLA does too, but people like me are going back to the chilly New England spring."
"Yeah," she nodded. "And he's never home," she smiled. "We could make it a proper beach party. We have a bbq pit and everything," she beamed. A party at her house was starting to sound like a really good idea.
Keegan nodded. "That would be awesome. It would be like, actual spring break. Welcoming the warm whether when it's actually warm. If you can manage it? People would love it." If there was one thing Keegan was without question, it was an enabler.
"Oh I definitely could, it might be nice to actually have people at the house for once," she grinned. "Beach BBQ party!" she did a little shuffle dance and laughed at herself.
"We can make spits and everything," she laughed. "I bet my friend Kekoa would come over to help since I can't cook for beans and I don't touch meat," she said kicking at the ground.
"Yea, that could work. Or I could help? I'm pretty good on a grill. Not that it's really difficult. And there's also meatless stuff." Keegan said with a shrug. His dad certainly did enough grilling during the summer for him to have picked up a good amount of knowledge.
"You could handle the music and other stuff? Oh. You could do stuff that's local, yea? Hawaiian stuff. Local vegan recipes and fruit and such. That'll give the party an interesting kick."
"Oh yeah!" she said clapping her hands together. "You and Kekoa can man the grill! And I can definitely do some local vegan recipes!" She was way too excited now and the party was a whole month away but she couldn't help herself.
"And definitely other stuff. I can put together music, a nice mix of traditional Hawaiian, some Latin in honor of Cinco de Mayo, and some popular stuff," she nodded. "And dancing! We should hula!" she blanched a little having readily admitted that she could hula.
By this point, Keegan went to take a drag from his cigarette and learned that while he had been going on about a party, his went out. It had pretty much finished itself off anyway, so another was in order.
"Definitely stuff to honor the Cinco de Mayo thing. Can throw in some Mexican food in there too. And hula..." Keegan winced a little, "Though you really don't want to see me do that. I'm better at limbo. By a slight margin."
Seeing Keegan light another cigarette reminded Meka of the cigarette in her own hand, which she discovered also went out. She dropped it on the ground and smooshed it out before lighting another one.
She laughed at the image of her friend trying to hula. "Oh trust me, I've definitely seen worse," she giggled. "I haven't done it in a while but honestly, I don't think you can ever loose it," she shook her head but gave an experimental body roll to the side. "Still got it," she laughed.
"But yeah, Mexican food and limbo and everything," she nodded.
"Awesome." Keegan said with a rather pleased smile. It might be a month away, maybe a little more, but it was definitely something to look forward to.
"I'll have to gather up some ideas, then. And dig out the swim trunks." For a moment, he had to think about what he did with it. Then with a shake of his head, he went back to the topic. "But no making me hula."
"I'm so excited now!" she beamed doing a little happy dance. She had only ever had a few friends over to her dad's house and it would be quite the adventure to have everyone over.
"Me too! I have like eighty million things to do before this party," she laughed. "Most importantly, getting together an amazing playlist. "Oh the swim trunks," she sighed taking a long drag on her cigarette. She was sure that she had a couple suits laying around somewhere.
"Eh," she shrugged. "I won't make you hula," she grinned. "But I will make you wear a lei! Everyone has to wear a lei!"
"Good." He said with a certain nod and paused to take another drag from his cigarette. "A lei I can handle. And I can make horrible jokes throughout the party about it. Getting progressively worse with the more alcohol I consume." He, at least, intended to bring along some beer if only for himself. Barbecues were silly without beer.
Naturally the horrendously stupid jokes began immediately, as he gave her a rather goofy grin. "But I will wear one only on the condition that you are the one to lei me."
"As I fully expect," she nodded. "I intend to get many much booze," she grinned. "And the bad jokes will only get better."
She snorted and smacked herself in the face with her palm, shaking her head. "Of course," she laughed. "I will lei everyone but yours will be the most special," she joked.
Point proven. Keegan grinned, both at the facepalm at his own horrible joke, and at the response that followed. "Aww," he drew the word out, "I get to be the special lei."
Although the point was proven, it didn't stop him from continuing. Nearly. He couldn't resist the chance to be a little more lewd. With a waggle of his eyebrows, he asked, "So... does this mean you'll get to lei Rowan too?"
For a moment, Keegan was surprised he didn't get slapped for that one.
Well, if the joke got back to Rowan, he might.
Still, Keegan managed to force a pout onto his face instead of laughter, digging the toe of his sneaker into the dirt. "Aww. You girls get all the good leis."
She shook her head, giving a good laugh. "Oh Keegan," she said after she settled down from laughing. "Don't get jealy," she said with a mock girlie voice. "Girls will be girls."
He laughed too, and after crushing out his second cigarette of the evening, he moved to put his arm around his friend's shoulders. Just for a moment. "Oh, I won't get jealous, Meka. I just want pictures."
On this one Keegan did earn a little elbow to the side. "Yeah well I'm not one who leis and tells," she laughed. "Besides, pictures are like the ultimate not classy thing ever."
Ah, there it was. Keegan released Meka and stepped to the side after getting elbowed, setting his hand on his side for the moment. "Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying. And you know classy should never be permitted to describe me."
"Fair enough, but I can elbow the shit out of him for trying," she said taking out another cigarette with a big grin.
"You my dear friend are not classy," she laughed. "But us nerds are the pinnacle of classy," she said shaking her head. "Yeah, Meka Palakiko, classiest bitch on the planet."
Meka only gained a wide smile to the first statement. Or threat. Keegan preferred to look at it like a statement, though.
"Oh, totally. The epitome of class, standing out here in the woods swearing and smoking," Keegan snickered, and looked at his pack as if he was debating a third. It was almost worth it as it would be another while before he could get out.
"Rowan is just as classy," he said as he pulled out another. One more before he headed back. "Ya know, dating me and all."
"See? Told you," she laughed. "Real, true class. Fucking Queen of Sheba."
"She is though," Meka grinned. "I think she brought your classy level up, like..." she hold out her hand, showing just a little space between her thumb and forefinger. "This much," she teased.
Keegan laughed, letting the laughter fade a bit before he put the cigarette between his lips and lit it.
"I... wasn't aware I had any class to begin with," he added as an afterthought, letting the smoke come out with his words. "Good to know I at least have a little now. Minimal though it may be."
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