Nathan appears shocked. I should still be angry at him, but... His eyes get this gleaming look, and I melt a little. I've never seen anyone look so grateful for a hamburger before. Nathan kind of reminds me of a starved alley dog. One that is more than twice my size and looks like a movie star...
Alice I'm nervous. Music blasts from the frathouse, and people are lining up the street. This is the first party I've ever been to, and I'm close to freaking out from the sheer pressure. What if people will find me boring? Will I even have fun here? What if, for some reason, that doesn't make s
"No, I want you, Jake," Winnie smiles. "Only you." A look of silent approval flashes over Jake's face seeing Winnie so happy. He looks ready to fight the world for her sake. I think he is into her. But so is Mark, his brother, who was flirting with her earlier. Speaking of the devil... "Winnie,
Nathan Alice and I make quite a team, and I'm having fun. "Down you go!" Alice shouts when she manages to push another girl off the shoulders of some random bloke. "Another victory for team Nathan and Alice! Let's go!" Water splashes in my eyes, and people whistle around the pool. I don't make a
"You wish!" Alice growls back. "I'm not going down, Winnie!" "Oh, you are, princess!" "Princess?!" Alice is angry now. "If I'm a princess, then you're a dwarf!" "I'm like two inches taller than you!" "Still a tiny-ass-motherfucker!" Alice counters. I'm having trouble not laughing. This was all
"You too drunk to walk on your own?" I ask. Too drunk to defend her pride, she laughs tiredly. "Kinda?" Smirking, I sweep her off her feet—Alice yelps in surprise. Her eyes widen, and I have to resist kissing her. Does she even know how cute she is? I smile at her. "I think you're just making up
Alice "My mom will kill me if I come home like this," I hiccup and laugh at how my voice sounds. Shit. I'm wasted. A wasted squirrel. Yup, that's me. I also feel kind of... Like, I don't know. I can't be bothered. "Fuck, she is wasted," Andrew's large hands land on my shoulders, and I smile up at
"Shit..." I whisper. "Mhm," Nathan yawns and sits up. He rubs the sleep from his eyes, and I stare at his naked chest. "Do you want breakfast?" "Umm..." "What was that?" Fuck, my heart is racing, and my IQ is dropping. "N-Nothing... I'm just... Shit... You're... You're..." Gorgeous. "I'm what?