Twenty-Five
Ridge
It was early, but the party was already lit.
We’d won the Homecoming game, so everyone had basically started partying at halftime and were still going strong.
This usually meant the party would either fizzle out early, or people’d start getting their second wind and really lose their s**t by midnight. The pledges were gonna have a helluva mess on their hands to clean up tomorrow.
Not my problem.
Once I was sure my things and my room were locked up tight, I went downstairs to join the festivities.
“Yo, Ridge,” Antoine, our president, called out when I hit the bottom.
I moved to join him, Crush, Papi, and Javi in the living room.
“‘Sup?” I said in greeting as I took a seat and accepted the beer a pledge offered.
“That was a great game today,” Javi said from his pe
