The East High exclusive party happens twice a year, hosted at whoever's parents happen to have the biggest house and the least interest in actually being home that weekend. This year it's at the Whitfield estate, and it's the kind of event that used to be mine by default, an invitation I never had to ask for because my name did the asking on my behalf.This year, I almost don't get one at all.It shows up two days before, slid under my locker door instead of mailed to my house like it used to be, no note, no fanfare, just proof that I still technically exist on the guest list even if my social standing has taken a nosedive since the breakup. I stare at it for a long moment before shoving it into my bag, unsure whether I even want to go.Zane, predictably, has other ideas.Zane: heard about the partyAva: how do you even hear things this fastZane: i have people. bring meI nearly drop my phone.Ava: absolutely notZane: why notAva: because it's an exclusive east rivers party, zane. w
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