I straightened my body and tilted my chin up to glare at either of them. "What?" That was the only word I could give at August before I decided it would be best to ignore him. I faced Sandro instead. "What were you thinking about taking him here? You think you're both old enough now to order me around?!" I shouted as my frustration heightened. "You think you know better now because you're much older than I am? Huh! You're not even allowed inside—both of you! The party is for teens, are you still teens? No! You’re old fag! Keep your big fat asses out here and leave us alone! Let us have fun and you two rot in your rocking chairs! Leave me alone!"
I spun around to leave them when Sandro's heavy sigh rang in the air. My heels halted as he spoke.
"You're drunk, Miss Roxette."
I whirled agai
