Chapter 7

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Why do I bother drinking? Every time I do, I either drink too much and forget everything, or I don’t drink enough and end up doing something foolish and remembering everything. I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that I don’t remember what happened Friday night.

The last thing I remember was Kierian and the others showing up to the party, but after that everything was foggy. I vaguely remember Kierian kissing me, but I hoped it was just a dream. If he really did kiss me, I would never be able to live down the embarrassment I felt.

If it weren’t for Lilly telling me that Kierian took me home, I wouldn’t have known how I arrived. So, when I woke up Monday morning, I wanted to pretend to be sick, so I could avoid the ridicule I was sure to face. The best thing for me to do was just act like I didn’t remember anything and go about my day as if nothing happened.

Not that it would be hard since I really didn’t remember anything. Giving myself a pep talk, I made my way