I'm still muttering on the ground beside my bike when Gordy saunters over.
"What a bitch," he says goodnaturedly, helping me up. "Watch the 'wheels, Hurley, or they might try something more."
"Bitch!" I spit the word. "Gawd, does that son-of-a-motherfucker have to ruin EVERYTHING?"
Gordy pats me on the back. "Just forget it. There are plenty of other fish in the sea."
I can't help a last glance after her retreating form. "She's beautiful."
"And so are the college girls throwing a party at the lake tonight."
Suddenly I snap out of it. "What? College girls?"
Gordy smirks. "Hot. College girls. In need of some college men."
Grinning, I mount my bike and pass the helmet to my best friend. "We ain't quite college guys...but we'll do."