Chapter 13: Desperate To Party

As soon as Tasha and I left the classroom, we walked towards the corridor where we bumped into a male senior that caught my eye. He was tall with black hair combed neatly to the side, wearing a blue shirt and jeans.

"Hey Tasha! It's been ages since our last conversation," said the guy cheerfully.

Tasha greeted him warmly before introducing me to him.

“This is Marsai, she just joined us at school today."

“Pleased to meet you," he replied before making small talk with both of us for several minutes. As if on cue, his jokes made everyone laugh–including myself–and without even noticing it at first, I realized how much fun we were all having.

Then came an unexpected invitation from him:

"You guys look like cool people whom I would love hanging out with more often. Is it okay for the two of you to come over tomorrow night? I'm throwing a house party which could use some company."

I felt butterflies in my stomach at hearing his proposal but quickly scanned through my memory bank of pre-prog