Chapter Three
Aria’s POV
I was still settling my luggage inside my dorm room, trying to organize the chaos of clothes and books, when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen and saw Lila’s name flashing. I had hesitated earlier today when she’d asked for my number, but eventually gave it to her. She seemed nice enough, and I figured I needed at least one friend at Crestwood.
“Hey, Aria!” Lila’s cheerful voice came through the moment I answered. “How’s your evening going?”
“Fine, just unpacking,” I replied, folding a sweater and placing it in my drawer. “What about you?”
“Good, good. Listen, there’s this party tonight at Blake’s place. You should totally come with me. It’ll be fun, I promise.”
My stomach dropped immediately. A party. Which meant lots of people, loud music, and most imp
