CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
ADAM’S POV
There are so many reasons why anyone would want to party. It could be the peer influence; you know, the unconscious need to fit in. Or perhaps because you have nothing better to do on a Saturday night. But for most, especially these high school parties, it's for the fun. Maybe that's why I’m drowning one part cup of booze after the other; trying to find the fun and forget everything wrong with me. Beside me, Ella is sipping orange juice. Unfortunately for her, there hadn’t been grape juice in the house.
“Are you guys good?” Cole, who happens to be the host of the party, asks again for the millionth time. For some reason he keeps coming back to ask us the same damn question and at first it didn’t bother me until the past two times.
“Yeah, we are great.
