CHAPTER SEVENTY
“You look like you can use some bit of sleep,” I mused when I walked into biology class to await our papers.
“You think,” Noman grumbled under his breath, holding his head groaning. Alec looked no better than him and Lucian was already giving him a mouthful about it at the back of the class where the trio always sat. Chase was quiet, his hoodie drawn lower down his forehead and even though he pretended to be doing a last minute re-reading, I knew he wasn’t.
“What happened?”
“Well, I had quite fun evening that’s for sure with so much drinking involved. Trust me, if it weren’t for the fact that my stepfather was working late again, he would have caught me stumbling into the house, drunk out of my mind and I would have probably been grounded for the rest of my life,”
