AURORA'S POV:
So apparently, the party will be taking place at a cheerleader's house. Yeah, Jon doesn't know her name so I don't either. I'm going to spend my night at a stranger's house. Yay!
Jon slows down at a white bungalow that somehow looks too formal to be a home. We get down from the car and walk up the pavement.
Digested is a PROPER understatement for how I'm feeling right now. There's so much vomit by the pavement and plastic cups are practically everywhere.
I thought the party was inside the house not outside. Well, considering this is my first every high school party, I have made the beautiful decision to not repeat such an experience again.
We knock on the door and immediately a girl who looks drunk out of her senses, opens the door.
"Hi," Hiccups, "wel-" Hiccup, "-come"
