Chapter 25

Pat

“You came,” I hear someone say in a raised voice behind me.

Turning sideways, I find Hannah standing beside me, her back leaning slightly into the bar’s counter. She’s wearing a 

very 

skimpy flair skirt over a top that is close to being a tank top. Her auburn hair looks like she’s carrying fire on her head under the sun lights of the room.

“Yeah,” I said, a small smile on my lips. I 

did

 come.

Currently, according to what I told my mom, I’m at Elle’s (a classmate of mine), both of us working on the group assignment that’s due in two days, and her parents know of this. 

According to what Hannah is seeing, I’m in Eduardo’s home — a really large house, by the way — attending my first-ever high school party.

When I arrived, some minutes past eight, there were so many people I understood what Eduardo meant in the cafeteria. It was as though everyone in the school was cramping themselves into the ro