The party is at a rich jock's house up in the hills. Jack and Luke are sitting in front while Emma and I sit at the back belting out to Ariana Grande songs. The boys laugh at our crazy off tune singing and try to sing along when they can.
Tonight, Emma dressed me in a gorgeous little tight black dress and did my make up perfectly. She also spent over an hour on my hair trying to tame my resilient baby hair.
I refused to wear heels opting instead for comfortable white sneakers since I planned to do some hard core tequila number five type of twerking tonight. That required a lot of traction lest I trip and fall on my face.
We finally arrive at the party and the entire street is filled with parked cars. Jack manages to find a spot and parallel parks expertly.
"Stop flexing." I tease when
