CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR ~Siobhan

I wanted to leave as soon as we stepped foot into the frat house. The beat of the music exploded in my ear, the place was crowded, sweaty and smelly. I used to be a party girl back in high school, but now I just want to curl up in my bed and binge my favorite series rather than be here.

We should have listened to Kourtney and gotten food before leaving the house. It is past midnight, and we are hungry as hell. At least I am. I cannot speak for the rest. Alina has disappeared into the crowd, Kourtney has been hanging out with Benson all night, so it's just Chanel, Tobi and I sticking to each other. But I did notice Chanel has been drinking way too much than she normally does.

"Hey," I whisper to Tobi. "Is Nel okay?"

"Yes. Why?"

I nod my head toward the bottle in her hand. "This is her fourth bottle." She gave up on using a cup on her third drink and started drinking from the bottle directly.