LUNA’S POV
Isla, I can tell, is feeling left out and getting less and less attention as we both get drunker and drunker. The guys are not drunk but they are probably feeling a little loosened up as they are half way through bottle number two of 151 proof vodka. I think the more alcohol they get in their system the less they are worrying about including Isla. I’m a little sad for my friend until she spots a girl she sets her sight on and tells me that she is going to make a move on her.
It’s just me and the guys swaying to the music and losing ourselves into the rhythm. I’ve never wanted to make out with a guy while dancing, but I do right now. I have multiple sets of hands on my body, in so many places. Arlo is holding onto me rough, like I will vanish into thin air if he lets go,
