Chapter 16

Wyndy and I dance a little more before she declares that she's tired and needs a drink. She takes me by the hand back to the bar and orders another round of drinks for the both of us.

"That was fun!" She giggles as she receives her drink from the bartender and opens it, drinking half the bottle at a go. Mine remains unopened. I have already taken a glass, taking any more would affect me badly because I have low tolerance for alcohol. And that is why I don't drink more than I can.

"Wanna go again?"

"No, thank you. I'd rather sit here and watch," I say.

She giggles again, then excuses herself to use the bathroom. As if on cue, Chris appears behind me, breathing down my neck. 

"You having fun, Avan?" He asks.

I nudge him away from me and he comes to sit in front of me. What on earth does he want now?

"Yes, I am having fun, just like you said I would."

Now leave.

"And I can see you and Wyndy are getting quite close, I mean, I sa