"Do you want to dance?" I ask Gen, who is sipping her second energy drink. She appears to be so bored and it's all my fault. I should have stayed at home, then she'd be having fun without having to play nanny to an overgrown baby like me.
"Oh honey, I hate everything about dancing."
"But why? Your family literally throws a mega dance party every year."
"It sucks."
"It does? I thought it was pretty fun."
She grins at me.
"You thought it was fun because you got the last dance with Adam then you made out with him afterwards."
"That's not true. I was pissed at him when that happened."
"Yeah, that's why you're living in his house. You like him, right?"
I shrug.
"I don't want him to die. Does that count?"
"Do you like Adam?"
"I've never liked a boy before so I'm not sure what I'm
