Nessa

The evening had been more eventful than I had expected it to be, and Becca was going to hear my opinion on everything the next time I saw her. I hadn’t wanted to go to the damn party and did because she begged me, only for it to turn from bad to worse all within the first hour of being there. And to top it off, Becca had abandoned me to arguing with Noah before I was potato-sacked carried out of the party like a trophy that Nash won.

Sitting in the ...