Ximena's P.O.V.
I'm always the last person to leave the restaurant which means I have to lock up.
Its friday night and I have to walk home becuase I don't have a car yet, also my parents are hella cheap and dont even like spending one dime on me.
I turn the corner walking towards a huge crowd, I want to mind my own business but curiosity takes over.
I try to get on my tiptoes to be able to see but everyone is way taller than me, I even try jumping but that doesn't help at all.
The crowd was getting really loud and more people stared to show up. I'm trying to shove my way to the front, some people cuss me out but I don't let it stop me.
Once I got in the front I saw who was fighting. It was Grayson.
