There were some giggles behind me. I turned to see the groupies trailing behind Sloane as she swayed her way through the bodies. Was she Godzilla? She looks like it. She was clearly drunk, holding a half-empty glass in one hand with her eyes locked on something. A cruel smile spread across her face.

She stopped a few feet away from Kelly and me. “I just decided something...”

I shot a concerned look at Kelly and she raised an eyebrow; we both remained silent.

“This dress is absolutely hideous. Take it off!” She started stumbling while some of the girls behind her played along with her antics.

Kelly chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Relax, she-devil. Pink is more your color than mine.”

Why was Sloane singling out Kelly? I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Hey, guys, we can just enjoy the party. Everything is fine.”

“Ew, you stand up for this loser?” one of the girls sneered from behind Sloane.

What the fuck reality show was I dropped in?

Sloane wasn’t laughing along with the rest of her crew. Her face was twisted in anger as she lifted her drink. “You two are such a disgrace to this school. Who even lets in scholarships anymore? I mean why? It’s just like–” Her hand flung the liquid out of her drink before anyone could react. “Oops,” she laughed.

The drink splashed across Kelly’s chest, soaking her dress. I gasped and stepped in front of her, hoping no one else would throw another drink at her–well, me. Kelly looked absolutely shocked before she tried flicking excess liquid off of her.

“You bitch!” Kelly snapped, stomping away. I assumed it was for the bathroom to dry off.

Before I could speak, Sloane slinked away. It was more of a stumble, but a solid attempt. I watched as she left and a familiar figure moved through the crowd heading toward her–Brent. He grabbed her arm and pulled her away from her group.

Call me a voyeur, but I kept watching. They moved farther away from people and then she pulled her arm from his grip, yelling at him that he had no right to step in. He told her that she had enough while looking heavily annoyed at her.

“Are you going to punish me for being a bad girl?” she cooed, looking at him through her lashes.

“Hey, babe.” A voice caught my attention.

I spun around. “Oh! Hey, you.”

Garrett looked around for what I was looking at. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, uh, Kelly had some bitch throw her drink on her and I’m watching her stumble away like an idiot.” I couldn’t stop fidgeting with my hands.

He leaned down to kiss me. I let him. It was nice to empty my brain for a moment amidst the drama unfolding in my life. “Kelly going to be okay?”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “She’s probably toweling herself down in the bathroom.”