"Time to par-tay!" Ivy hollered, heading towards the party bus she had me order a few hours after the rehearsal dinner had ended.
Talia, Priya, Chantelle, and Caroline, Ivy's bridesmaids and some of our closest friends from high-school joined in with the bride-to-be. While I watched them with a smile.
I wasn't like my extroverted friends. I've always kept to myself. Which is why most people mistake my politeness as weakness.
And although I may not be like my friends, that doesn't mean I won't put someone in their place if need be.
We piled onto the bus filled with multicolored florescent lights, alcohol, and a half naked man thrusting his hips against the stripper pole stationed in the center.
I covered my eyes, blushing shyly at the handsome man dancing around in a hot pink speedo, s
