In honor of getting False Start’s editing wrapped, I’m sharing the first False Start excerpt.
When the song is over, Holly grabs the mic. She climbs on the stage followed by Chloe and Bridget. Asher returns to my side and wraps his free arm around my back. I lean into his shoulder.
“How’s it goin’, my people?” Holly shouts into the microphone.
Ruby is back at the bar ringing the cowbell that hangs off the wall. People shout and yell and clap and slap tables. It’s a deafening roar of a response.
“Well, most of you know why I’m up here, but for those who don’t, tonight’s my best bitch’s birthday.”
This is greeted by more raucous noise.
“You see that sexy thing over there in the awesome headgear? That’s our Maddie. Asher, get your hands off her.”
Everyone who knows us laughs. Not Asher, though. If looks could kill, Holly would be long gone. I straighten myself, and Asher’s hand falls away.
“Well she’s single and horny and is looking for the best birthday fuck ever, so don’t be afraid to try your luck, guys.”
The whole bar erupts in catcalls and laughter. Shouts of, “Pick me,” or, “I got yours right here,” rise up from the chaos of noise. It’s embarrassing, so I flip her off.
“Now, Baby, don’t be that way. You know I love you. Seriously, though, not many can pack a bar with people who love them. And we all love you because you’re the shit. Happy Birthday. Everybody join me in singing Happy Birthday to our Maddie.”
Bridget, Holly, and Chloe lead the song, and everybody in the bar joins in. I stand there feeling incredibly awkward, but still thankful that I have such great friends.