I officially decided I hated field parties.
What was it about my age group and their belief they needed to get drunk, stoned and stupid in order to have a good time? I dodged a puking sophomore just in time to save my shoes and kept moving. At least this time I wasn't responsible for the throwing up, but somehow knowing it didn't make me feel any better.
Alison made sure I stood in the thick of things from the moment I arrived, immediately hooking me up with Brad so she could wander off. Having Beth and Simon hanging from me kind of put a damper on our greeting, but I could tell Brad was really happy to see me and had a momentary glimmer of guilt that power drew us together. I discovered the previous fall Brad had a latent talent, born with the goods but no way to access them. Because of
