“Still time to back out now,” I whisper to myself.
Heather’s house is within view and I’m nervous. I can’t help but wonder if it’s a trap. In fact, I’m sure it’s a trap.
I think of Troy, and I feel even more nervous.
What if he rejects me again?
What if he doesn’t though?
The hope that he might not reject me gives me the strength to open the door.
Her house is hot and crowded. I never thought Heather would be the person I was looking for. But I look around for Heather, though I can’t find her. I look around for a friendly face, but don’t see a single one.
There are so many people here. It’s a huge house and it's packed. Music is blaring and I can barely hear myself think.
I’m wondering if I made a mistake by coming here.
“There you are!” Heather says, coming over to me and huggin
