Chapter Thirty One - Laura

I rushed into the bathroom and was horrified by my reflection. My hair was wild, and my face was red as a tomato. What made my anxiety worse was that I wasn't wearing the clothes I had on last night. What happened to my dress? Did Zion change it? I shook my head, knowing he wouldn't do that. But who changed my clothes, and why can't I remember what happened after Antonio and I left the party last night?

I remember drinking that sweet apple-flavored drink and dancing with Andre in the dark. I also remember vomiting on him, which I feel terrible about, but I'm too embarrassed to call him and apologize. After that, my memory gets hazy. I vaguely recall Antonio helping me to the bathroom to clean up, as I was too dizzy to walk properly. But I don't remember what happened next. Did I do anything strange around Zion?

I groaned and smacked my already reddened face, letting my neck fall limp in front of the bathroom mirror. I keep embarrassing myself in front of Zion the