Almost everyone at the party was from Dalton. Nevermind that Lola invited the whole damn town, these rich spoiled brats were the only ones who answered the call. I guess there was something to be said about that Dalton/Overbrook rivalry. Opie was sure that the Overbrook kids wouldnāt pass up the opportunity to throw an even bigger rager sometime next week, just to show these Dalton kids, whatās up. Opie was hoping for it. Itād mean heād have another party to sell at.
He looked around for an area to pass out weed. Itād need to be disclosed enough for him to be secretive, but accessible enough that everybody could get to him. Usually thatād be in the backyard. One of the benefits of setting up his operation in the backyard was that he got away from all the sweat, musk, and humidity of all the Dalton kids grinding up on each other. It was practically an orgy in there. That, and it gave him a quick escape route. If the cops came, he could always hop the back gate and hoof it away. This wasnāt his first rodeo.
He pulled out his phone and texted Lola again.
<Iām here. Setting up shop in your backyard. Spread da word. The weed has landed. Get it while itās hot.>
Opie was never close to any Dalton kids. In fact, he hated most of their guts. To him, they were all nothing more than spoiled rich kids who needed daddy and mommy do everything for them. None of them had to work in their life. None of them knew what it was like being out on the streets. He was certain heād never get along with them. But, they were his number one clients.
And, Lola was alright, he guessed. She was as spoiled and as rich as they come, but she kept it pretty real. If anything, she kept it a bit too real. God knows he probably knew more about her sex life than he ever wanted to know. He couldnāt help but have a soft spot for her. No, not in that way. More like how an older brother treats his kid sister. He wouldnāt ever admit that to her, but he didnāt dislike the girl.
He thought back to himself for a moment, then texted Lola again. <Btw, I got a bag waiting for you. On the house.>