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Bailey's pov

Katrina and I got into Stefan's car and we headed to the party, but we are surprised to have met Kaleb on the way. If I didn't know any better I would've said he was purposely driving slow so Stefan would catch up.

When we got to the house, the party was already in full swing. Teens littered the lawn, some dancing while others downed whatever liquid were in the cups.

We stepped out of the car and Mira skipped over to Katrina and I, linking her arms with ours. " Ready to take the stench of hormonal teens?" her nose wiggled in distate.

Both Katrina and I gave her a side glare. " You're the one who forced us to tag along." Katrina pointed out, leading Mira to shrug.

We entered the house, wincing when the sound of the music blasting off the walls made my ears ring. The boys were behind us but stepped ahead as people who were obviously drunk and half drunk cheered them on.

Katrina, Mira and me curled closer to each other as we weave away from the crowd. I felt out of place her