Chapter 19Jacob tried to get us to go to Rick’s on New Year’s Eve but we just couldn’t do it. We decided to invite Sarah, Zeke, and Ethan over, and were annoyed when they brought five more people with them. Morgan knew them but I didn’t. I watched over them like a hawk, waiting for messes to be made. Once again, I didn’t drink.
“I’m not going to smoke weed,” Zeke told me after taking a shot. “If I can pass a drug test I might not be in so much trouble.”
“When’s your court date?”
“Two weeks.”
That didn’t seem like enough time for him to get clean, but I shrugged. There was so much pot smoke in the air he might as well be smoking it anyway.
Two of the guys got into a fight in the kitchen, punching the s**t out of each other. One of them picked up a chair, and Zeke intervened and stopped
