I partied hard, taking shots and drinking beers like they were water, following them up with chasers of whiskey. A lot of the girls gave me dirty looks, but Arabella joined me, and we had a blast dancing, laughing, and drinking. Payton spent most of her time with Connor, slow dancing, sexy dancing, sucking face, and then finally they began to walk up the stairs.
Arabella watched them the whole way, and I could tell she was upset. I poured some shots in front of her. "You okay?"
"Huh?" she asked with confusion.
I picked up a shot and pointed towards Payton and Connor with my finger, then necked the shot and slammed it down on the side. Arabella looked at them, somehow still grabbing the shot without knocking it over.
"Yeah, I'm fine. She's welcome to him," she said through gritted tee
