The room was quiet and Kimmie wondered whether they had left her, so she opened her eyes to find her sister and Steven making out pressed up against the bathroom wall. Steven was rubbing his hands all over her sister’s body and her sister was making these gross moaning noises. Steven eventually picked up Lolly, tossed her over his shoulder, and carried her giggling out of the bathroom. On his way out Steven told Kimmie that she’d soon feel “right as rain.”

Thirty minutes later Kimmie felt well enough to go ring in the New Year and rejoin the party. As she was pushing through the crowd trying to get to the kitchen for some Fiji water (she had a serious case of dry mouth going), someone standing behind her reached around and handed Kimmie a glass of champagne. For a split second she thought it must be Dustin and was happy, but when she turned around she found herself staring not at Dustin, but at the most beautiful teenage boy she had ever seen. Blond hair and blue eyes had never been her type, but this guy was too gorgeous for her to care about types anymore. She remembered thinking he was like a beautiful piece of sea glass in a pile of boring old seashells.

“Do you have someone to kiss at midnight?” He spoke up, trying to be heard over the pulsing dance beat of Migos’ “Bad and Boujee” remix.

“No!” she yelled back, surprised at her boldness.

“Shall we then? It’s bad luck to ring in a New Year without a kiss from a beautiful girl.”