CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
My face scrunched up at the taste of booze on my tongue. There was no way I’d ever get used to that taste on my tongue.
“Drinking alone?” I looked up at the taller boy with his blonde hair sleeked back fashionably and a black leather coat sticking gracefully to his upper body.
“Chase,” I murmured, looking behind him just so I could ascertain that his friends were not with him. The last thing I needed was Lucian’s obnoxious attitude and Alec’s open hatred for me.
“Have you seen Peggy?” He questioned, looking around for a bit before returning his attention to me.
My gaze hovered over to the spot she had been dancing earlier but she was nowhere to be seen. A wave of panic tore through me as I let go of my drink, doin
