ASHLEY’S POV
Jason tugged me back toward the living room. His hand was warm against mine for a second before he slipped away to join his friends. I was left standing near the couch with a drink in my hand.
I sat down, sipping slowly, and pulled out my phone. If nothing else, scrolling through t****k would keep me from looking like I was just… standing there.
A message popped up from Melissa.
Melissa: How’s the party?
I smiled and took a quick picture of myself holding the red plastic cup, tilting my head just right. Then I snapped another of the glowing lights strung across the living room and sent them to her on Snapchat.
A moment later, her reply came.
Melissa: Okayyyy, who is this hottie? Is that MY best friend looking like a snack??
I laughed quietly, shaking my head. Stopppp
