There's Only You ✔

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

People say that the only sober person can't have fun.

But on the contrary.

Being sober meant you were perfectly alert; you had the clear vision you need to master beer pong, you didn't let any dark secrets spill during a drinking version of Never Have I Ever and you were not drunk enough to hookup with random strangers.

If anything, being drunk wasn't fun. Some kids were smoking in the far corner of the backyard, two girls were helping their friend who seemed black out drunk to the car and people were doing body shots on the lounge chairs bordering the pool.

The inside party scene wasn't different others. Strobe lights were flashing across the walls, kegs of alcohol were strewn around in the kitchen and Hey Mama was playing so loud on the speakers, the floor was vibrating under my shoes.

I was swaying my hips with my arms dropped at my side as Garrett Barns guided my hips from side to side. He was the hot nerd type.

A curl of his brown hair was hanging down his forehead, his glasses were framing his chocolate eyes and freckles were dotting his facial features - especially his high cheekbones. Not to mention his six-pack. God bless the gym.

Shallow? Possibly. But I couldn't help but think he was hot. Dancing all night with him made me forget about Kayden and his slaves who worshipped him at his feet.

As promised, Olive never left my side. She danced next to me with a boy whose honey-dipped eyes contrasted to his dark skin. Sean knew she would never cheat on him.

Dancing with other guys to have a good time was something she was known to do, but that was just it. Dancing. She never let it go any further than that. She hadn't drunk too much, but she still looked tipsy because she weighed about ninety pounds and got drunk on two cups of beer.

By the time I plopped onto the couch, my limbs were sore and beads of sweat were taking over my forehead. My purse was still hanging across my body. Even someone with half a brain wouldn't leave their purse unattended at a house filled to the brim with possible criminals.

Someone could slip out a one hundred dollar bill or my ID, for all I knew. I fished for my phone to check the time and noticed it was nearing midnight.

My eyes scanned the room until they landed on Kayden. He was talking to a girl that I couldn't recognize under the dim lighting and from where I was sitting. Envy gripped its hands around my chest in a deadly grip watching him laugh and smile with her. That should be me he was mingling with and playfully punching his shoulder.

Olive cleared her throat as she threw herself on the empty spot next to me. Her hair was a frizzy mess, beads of sweat were rolling down her face and she reeked of alcohol. She sprawled her body out with her legs hanging over the edge of the couch and her arms stretching behind her. She pivoted her head to face me and a hopeful smile decorated her face.

"The verdict?"

I furrowed my brows. "Hm?"

She chuckled in amusement. "How did you like your first high school party?"

If she knew how much fun I really had tonight, it would never end. That would simply feed her ammunition to invite me to more of these parties, but this was my first and last one. Until she forced me to go to another one with her. No one could deny how convincing her puppy dog eyes were. Once upon a time, I was able to. Before today.

Before I could answer, she chuckled again and shook her head. Her attention was on Garrett who was leaning against the kitchen counter talking with his friend.