8

By the time the clock struck ten, the Reece's house was unrecognizable. Beer cans, plastic cups and used condoms were littered on the lawn.

Some people were also passed out on the lawn and Kira was surprised none of the neighbors called the police or Kaleb's and Mirabella's parents.

Bailey yelped when a sweaty guy tried to sneakily rub against her side.

Fuck she needed out of here but she can't leave Mira alone.

Mira held her hand and brought her to the dance floor.

"Let's dance Bailey!" She squealed. Mira had drank a few beers but she wasn't a lightweight so at least Bailey wasn't too worried about her.

Bailey reluctantly started moving her hips, rolling them to the beat of the song.

There were eyes on her but she dared not look yet. She wanted to enjoy this moment with her best friend who looked at least happy.

She didn't want to ruin it.

"Yes bitch move those hips!" Mira cheered, and lifted her hand with the red cup. Some beer spilled out but she didn't seem to care.

Bailey giggled