Chapter 58

Tristan’s POV:

With a sigh, I walk up to the building filled with hundreds of hormonal, yelling, excited teenagers. 

Molly, my closest friend, never misses any chance to tell me that I have a special knack for torturing myself, making myself do unnecessary things that I hate the most. 

As much as I don't agree with the torture part of it, the other part is very true, especially in the line of my current actions. 

I honestly don’t understand what I’m doing, walking into a hall of sweaty, noisy teenagers, with a higher percentage of them high on do*e, booze and w**d. 

I’m pretty certain I won’t be wearing this T-shirt and jeans again; Yay for the human charity association who would be getting this right after.

However, one thing is sure; my gut feeling and instinct is never wrong and my mates have learned to depend on this ability of mine and trust it in the face of fights. 

It’s one of the reasons I was selected, 10 y