Layla opened the envelope that had come through the mail slot on the door and looked at the card inside. Her eyes widened and she gave a little gasp.
“What is it?” Shelia asked, coming over to stand beside her sister. Layla handed her the envelope and she opened it. “An invitation?” She read the card more closely and her eyes widened. “An invitation to a ball? Saturday night?”
Layla nodded. “What do you think? Should I go?”
“I don’t know. Who’s it from?” She turned the envelope over and looked at the return address. “What?! Jessica sent this to you? She’s got some balls, inviting you to this after what she pulled!”
“I know. What do you think?”
Shelia considered it for a moment. “She may be trying to make amends. I know the two of you were pretty close, Sis, but she hurt you with her little stunt. Go. Accept her peace offering. But don’t forget what she did. If you get the chance, get a little payback while you’re there. We’re Carringtons, and we don’t just let things like that go.”
Layla nodded. “You’re right, Sis.”
Layla arrived at Jessica’s party to find the high school stadium she’d rented out was packed with attendees in formal attire mingling with each other and dancing to classical music being piped in through the stadium sound system. She recognized some of the guests, but many she didn’t.
Layla looked around to see if she could find Jessica, and spotted her at the far end of the stadium, talking and laughing with a few other ladies. A jolt went through Layla when she saw Jason walk up to Jessica and hand her a glass of champagne with a bright smile on his face.
Layla took a deep breath and wended her way through the crowd to where Jessica was. “Hello, Jessica,” she said as she stopped nex to her friend. “Thank you for the invitation. It seems you have quite the turn out here.”
Jessica started at the sound of her voice and turned to face her. “Oh, Layla. Hello. I’m glad you came. It’s good to see you again.”
“It’s good to see you, too. And Jason, as well. I admit, I was a little surprised to get your invitation and wasn’t sure at first if I’d come or not. But since we were best friends once, I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt and come.”
“I’m glad you did. I wanted to apologize to you in person. I really didn’t mean to hurt you the way I did, Layla. Honestly. Hurting you and our friendship was the last thing I wanted to do. I hope you know that. But things just happened and…”
Layla gave a small shake of her head. “It’s okay, Jessica. I’m over it now. I hope you and Jason will be happy together.” She turned to head back into the crowd, but called over her shoulder, “Give me a call sometime. We’ll do lunch and catch up.”
Layla mingled with the crowd for a few minutes, then worked her way through the press of bodies to the wall, where she spied a big red alarm button. With a grin and glance back at Jessica at the far end of the stadium, she pressed the button.
A blaring alarm sounded, and the sprinklers in the ceiling cut on, spraying everyone in the stadium with water. Layla laughed as she watched as everyone started screaming and running for the doors to get away. After a couple of moments, she made her way a bit more calmly out of the stadium and into the school parking lot. She took a cell phone out of her handbag and called Shelia.
“Hey, Sis,” Shelia said as she answered the phone. “How’d it go?”
“Great, Sis. I had a ball. I’ll be home shortly.”
This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday:
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 12/16