Ashley's pov

Somehow through my half drunken state I managed to ask. "Wait we?"

Was this how it felt to be drunk?

Ryan nodded eagerly and draped his arm around my shoulder. I groaned trying to balance myself from his weight. "Yes we, you're coming along." He states dragging me along with him.

I look at Blake, the protest on the tip of my tongue but it doesn't come out. Blake follows with Stacy beside him. I turn to face the front. Even with my half drunken state I still felt the burning ...