Calista
I down five shots each, hitting the back of the throat and warming up the path they pass through. My body feels warmer. I down two more and my mouth slowly begins to run. It's a good thing I am not a lightweight, or I would have already started seeing things. I am already seeing weird stuff and the alcohol takes away the fear and bring on board the courage.
I get on my feet and I begin to sway my hips to the beat of the loud music. Jeremy has already disappeared off into the crowd, and I bet he is having the time of his life. I hope he doesn’t forget why we are here in the first place.
“ I am going in,” I shout over to August.
He motions with his two fingers for me to go closer to him, and I bend over. He takes out a small bracelet out of his pocket and puts it on my wrist,
