CHAPTER 13

Oliver’s POV

When Dec told me about a party by a senior, I wanted to decline, but not with the puppy looks he was giving me, I could not.

It is not like I hate parties, I go to a lot, but not just feeling this one, not like I have really been in mood for a lot of things.

And coming to parties mean being alone unless someone is bold enough to come to me.

Being a well known bully chases people from you, not like I really had a lot of friends before, but no one wants to get close ‘cause no one wants to do or say something and be afraid of whether they will face your wrath or not.

Not like I have anybody’s fucking time.

Sipping my first glass of alcohol since the party started, I notice the girl who bumped into me on her first day, Ashley I think, talking to Damian.

Damian and I are not really friends, but we greet each other when we see, he is only somehow close with Dec.

Seeing her looking disinterested in whatever Damian is saying reminds me the first time I saw her.

She was at the sch