Amelia Forbes
I woke up, with a start, to the light filtering into my room through the half open curtain, a throbbing head and a parched throat.
Squinting against the mild glare of the sun, I propped myself up on the bed and pushed my hair out of my face, my sore eyes taking in the contents of the room.
"What happened?" I murmured to myself, little bits of the party from last night coming back to me. "How did I get back?"
I tried to recall how I returned home but nothing came to mind. The last I remembered was drinking to the dare they'd given me, which I declined doing.
Figuring I must've gotten really drunk and Jason brought me back to my house, I sighed and swung my legs down from the bed.
I needed an aspirin. Two aspirin. Fast. But first, some water, and then checking in on gr
