TARA'S POV
Fuck books.
Fuck school.
Fuck education.
Today was Friday and I was going to party!
One would think we were calmer and restricted since it was a boarding school but as a senior, we had the freedom to do anything.
Which included throwing parties. It was one of the things that made this hell bearable.
So here I was, dressed in my skimpiest mini gown with matching boots, ready to rock the dancefloor.
I was a loner, with no time for friendships and commitments yet I somehow managed to be the life of the party.
I was going to be the center of attraction as usual, rocking anyone that wanted to be rocked because why not?
I took my first shot of alcohol the minute I stepped into the building. The music blazed through the speakers, giving me the type of vibe I wanted.
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