Destroyed

Chapter 2: Party Time

We were going to Blake Daze's party. Della's first collage party, and she was pumped. What I'm wondering is why have a party on Valentine's Day? Whatever. We walked out of her apartment, and she locked the door on her way out. Then started going down the two flights of stairs, and walking out the front doors and strolling over to her floral Volkswagen beetle. She quickly searched up the address on Google maps and started the car then drove. About half way there she asked "Question, if I set you up with a guy would you kill me?"
"Probably, why?"
"Because you need a boyfriend"
"No I don't. Trust me, I had one before and it didn't end well remember?"
"No"
"When was the first party we went together as friends and where?"
"June 21, 2010 and Jimmy Pucks house, why?"
"You my friend are mess up in the head. "
"Whatever"
Twenty minutes later, and we come to a huge house that is totally, and utterly trashed. There are drunk young adults every where from regurgitating to lip locking and grouping each other. It was absolutely disturbing on MANY levels, but at the same time the usual collegiate. And we just walked past them, and into the madhouse. The house smell of weed, puke, piss, sweat, and alcohol and walking on the floor my feet almost got stuck to the floor cause how sticky and dirty the floor was, just as I sighed that Big dipper by The Cataracs started playing and Della screeched "My FAVORITE song, come on Serene let's go dance"
And before I could respond she dragged me on the make shift dance floor, I was amazed that it could fit so many people in the room. But to be fair they all were mold against each other, so yea. We pushed though the throng, and started dancing, well grinding. After a while, a few drinks of alcohol later I was buzzed, but still grinding on the dance floor. Then, I felt them. The other Fallen, I started to feel them get closer, so I started to try to find that damn elusive werewolf, key word tried. Dammit, were was her when you need her. Then I got tugged into a closet, by who no clue. They twisted me around and I came face to face with, you've got to be kidding me, Jayson or as I, note, called him Jace. Well used to when I didn't hate his crazy psychopathic guts.