Chapter 8

Chapter Eight

Amelia

I hated parties. Still do.

The one and only time I'd attended one was in Sophomore year, when Bianca had actually succeeded in guilt tripping me after one of the football games. There were only two reasons why I watched the football games religiously. Firstly, it was because I got to indulge myself with seeing Chris Grammer, my crush in action on the field. The second one was because the cheerleading squad performed before every game and before,I'd gone to support Jane and after our friendship scattered and Bianca joined the squad, I'd had to support her too even if it meant watching Jane glow and sensualize the crowd with her skills.

Why do the bad guys have to be attractive?

Speaking of the one and only time I'd been to a party, someone had puked all over my shirt and everyone had laughed. The laughing was the secondary pain. The primary pain was that I'd had to throw my beloved checkered shirt and jeans away. Since then, I've not stepped foot into any party.