“What are you doing here?” I ask him. He seems slightly surprised by my unpolite tone. He fixes the hat on his head and looks down on the floor. “I have a few questions to ask you about yesterday,” he tells me. I give him a confused look. That’s strange. “There’s nothing to talk about, I got lost and you found me. No big deal,” I tell him. Austin chuckles. “Actually, that’s not what I mean,” he tells me. “What I mean is, I have some questions about the party. You were a witness and I need a statement,” he explains. I feel myself heating up. I’m definitely bright red.
Austin notices this and looks down again. I think for a second and try to regain my natural colour. “Uh, why don’t you ask Kate?” I ask him with a shrug. Austin’s smile grows a little. “She was too drunk to be able to give a
