wasted.”
“So what?” he demanded. “It’s a party.”
Belle pulled him by the hand. “Let’s just go sit.” She gave Jason a lingering smile as they slowly walked off.
Jason shook his head. “Let me guess. It’s a prerequisite for every girl in the Heights to have a boyfriend?” he asked Sienna.
“Well, DeVere’s a small school. And we are all seniors,” Sienna pointed out. “We’ve had plenty of time to hook up with one another. But you never know what might happen.”
Jason gazed at her thoughtfully. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Stay away from Belle, though. Dominic’s the jealous type. And you’re already on his bad side.”
Jason gaped at her. “I met him, like, thirty seconds ago. How am I on his bad side?”
“Because you were standing within a hundred yards of his woman,” Sienna said, rolling her eyes. “Just ignore him.”
“The new boy has clearly hit his stride early. Look at him hanging with the most flammable girl at the party.” Adam appeared in front of them, filming and narrating as usual. “Unfortunately he’s in for a disappointment. The lovely Sienna is as untouchable as she is irresistible,” Adam continued.
“You’re going to give me a copy of that tape, right?” Brad asked, coming up from behind Adam. He plucked the camcorder from Adam’s grasp in one easy movement and turned it on the film junkie. “Let’s take a look behind the camera,” he said, imitating Adam’s narrator voice. “Who is the mysterious voyeur who sneaks into our parties and films our every move?”
“I didn’t sneak in,” Adam said. “I came with Jason. Right?”
Jason blinked in surprise. He hadn’t realized that Adam was crashing. But Adam was his first California friend—he had to back him up. “Of course.”
Brad turned off the camera and handed it back to Adam. “I’m just kidding,” he said. “The police chief’s son is always welcome. It’ll keep us from getting busted for underage drinking.”
“I’m flattered,” Adam said dryly.
“What the hell are you thinking ?” a guy shouted. “I could kill you, loser!”
They all spun toward the bonfire. A bunch of kids were rushing to get away from the commotion, and for a moment, Jason couldn’t see what was happening. Then the way cleared, leaving Dominic and another guy alone in front of the fire. The guy towered over Dominic. He looked like a football player. This was not going to be pretty.
“I’ll kill you,” Dominic shouted drunkenly. “That’s my girlfriend you’re enjoying.”
Jason shot a look at Belle, who stood off to one side. She didn’t seem particularly bothered by the scene. But Dominic was almost apoplectic. He shoved the bigger guy in the chest.
“Hey, man, she asked me if I wanted to do a body shot,” the guy snapped. “Why don’t you yell at her ?”
Dominic didn’t answer. He just charged at the bigger guy, ramming his head into the guy’s stomach. Jason expected him to bounce right off the shelf of muscle, but instead, the other guy went down, crumpling to the sand as if he’d been stabbed in the gut.
Dominic fell on top of him and began punching him with both fists, moving faster than Jason would’ve thought possible. The mountain of flesh groaned and tried to push him off, but Dominic didn’t budge.
Jason shook his head. The guy was twice as big as Dominic, but Dominic was going to beat him unconscious. Or worse. Jason was running across the sand before he’d even made a conscious decision. He hit Dominic from the side, using his own momentum to bear him to the ground. They both fell hard, but Dominic didn’t seem to feel it. He had squirmed out from beneath Jason in a second.
He turned and straddled Jason’s chest, eyes burning with rage. Lightning-fast, his hand shot out and grabbed Jason’s neck, squeezing with unbelievable strength.
Get him off you! a voice screamed in Jason’s head. He remembered the jujitsu classes he’d had as a kid—just because