HARPER
The noise from downstairs made me want to gauge my eyes out. It was so f*****g infuriating, and after how Kingsley had threatened me this morning, I knew it’d be pointless to go down and ask them to turn down their trashy pop music.
Barely thirty minutes into the party, I decided to throw all caution to the wind and head downstairs to take matters into my own hands.
On any other day, I’d have thought twice about the consequences of what I was doing, about what horrible thing Kingsley would do in retaliation. But not today. I had an important college interview tomorrow that I needed to prepare for, and I’d rather put up with Kingsley’s antics than lose a scholarship spot to an Ivy League school.
No one even noticed me when I walked through the crowd of intoxicated teenagers and o
