Thayer Gallup
"FUCK. You scared me!" Thayer breathed, running a hand through his firey red hair. His heart was still pumping wildly from the scare but he shook it off quickly, only punishing his best friend with a fist to the shoulder. "Come on," He laughed, turning once more, "I want to get a drink before the dance starts." Then he set off across the small beach, passing several smaller fires and waving when people called out his name.
He had already turned off his camera and put it safely back into its bag when he reached the kegs. Grabbing a solo cup, he filled it to the brim with beer and took a large gulp, downing half the cup.
"Have you seen Jenny?" Thayer questioned, attempting to sound nonchalant. He and Jenny had been friends for several years now and were completely platonic. Unfortunately. Not that he would ever admit that. They had spoken about hanging out at the bonfire together, to catch up about what the summer term held for each of them. "Or Drake?" He added quickly to hopefully distract Keevan enough to avoid the jokes he always made about Thayer and Jenny.
Drake was a boy a year younger than Thayer and a rising Junior, but he was good with a camera. Ever since the two had met, he had taken on the role of the boy's mentor, for photography and other things. He had told the younger kid that he would help teach him how to capture the fire and the stars in his shots without draining the people of their lighting and focus.
Digging his phone out of his pocket, he sent a text to Drake:
Hey bud. Let me know when you get here and we'll meet up.
And then against his better judgement, he sent one to Jenny as well:
I've already started drinking. Who am I going to suck at dancing with if you don't hurry?!
He then replaced his phone in his pocket and turned back to Keevan, holding out an empty cup to him, offering him a drink.