The drive to Ruby's house was short.
We could have walked by foot but Ian loved his car and he drove it everywhere—it didn’t matter if he was going just around the corner.
The night air was cool when we stepped out of his car. He interlaced our hands. I smiled like an i***t and looked up at him. I was glad when I saw that he was looking at the yard filled with drunken teenagers, because he didn’t notice the stupid smile on my face.
We headed inside the house. I was surprised by how many people came to Ruby's party. I knew that she knew people, but I didn’t realize that she knew that many people. Guess that’s one of the perks of being ridiculously pretty.
We started looking around for Ruby. I didn’t want to run into Ian tonight.
“… wonder where she is.”
“What?” I asked over the loud
