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asked.
    His face fell and he nodded. “Yeah, I hear that Peter Jenkins deals.”
    “Perfect, thanks.” I leaned across the cab of the car and kissed his pimply cheek. “Give me a ride home later?” I asked hopefully and he nodded, his eyes wide. “Point me to Peter.”
    “Right there.” He pointed to a lanky guy who was at least twenty-one leaning up against the rickety old barn by the bonfire. It was supposed to just be a simple “kid” party on the farm. I planned to make it fun. I needed to forget. A couple of little white pills would do nicely.
    Climbing out of the car, I straightened my miniskirt and sashayed across the grass to the drug dealer. “You Peter?” I cooed as I came to his side.
    “Yup,” he replied, looking me up and down. “What do you want?”
    “Got any E?” I whispered. “I’m low on cash but…”
    His eyebrows shot up. “Want to trade?” He pulled a little packet of white pills from his pants pocket and shook them in the air.
    “Yeah,” I nodded. I scored those easily in less than five minutes behind the barn. I didn’t care what I had to do to get them, I just needed to forget. Music pulsed through the muggy night and I danced. For a little while as the chemicals burned through my blood, I forgot. I forgot that Carter Travis was going to be my stepbrother. I forgot that I loved him. I forgot that I hated my life. I just danced. It was glorious.
    Unfortunately, there’s always a low after the high. It’s inevitable. It works like the tides. It comes in big swells and it’s beautiful, then when it goes out, you’re left barren and dry. I was kind of like that the next morning when I woke up on the ground next to the fire that had gone out. Only a few kids were left, the most dedicated of us partiers.
    “Get up!” a girl’s voice commanded me and I opened my eyes to see Katie Barrett nudging me with the toe of her sneaker.
    “What?” I growled, rubbing my forehead.
    “My parents will be home soon, and you guys need to go,” she insisted.
    “Fine.” I sat up slowly and yawned. “Can someone give me a ride home?” My ride had bailed on me long ago, and now I was stuck outside Marysville, hungover, tired, and hungry.
    “My brother will take you home,” Katie offered. “Are you okay? You partied really hard last night.” Her big blue eyes shone with concern.
    Fuck her and her concern. “I’m fine. Party is my middle name,” I snapped, clambering up from the grass. I smoothed my hand down the front of my shirt and straightened my miniskirt. “I’m ready to get out of here, where’s your brother?”
    “Carl is out by the truck. He said he’ll load everyone up and take you into town.” She clenched her hands together. “I gotta get y’all out of here. It wasn’t supposed to get this crazy last night. Only a few people!” She worried back and forth and I couldn’t stop the laughter bubbling up from my throat.
    “This was mild, Katie,” I laughed as I strolled to the truck. Popping open the door I crawled into the cab and buckled in. I closed the door and leaned my head against the window. The other stragglers slowly meandered over and they loaded into the back. Carl climbed in the driver’s seat and started the car. He never said a word to me the whole ride back to Marysville. He drove to the middle of town and stopped the truck.
    “Everyone out.”
    “Can’t you drive me home?” I yawned.
    “No, I can’t. You guys put me and Katie in a tough position this morning. Go sleep it off, crackhead,” he snapped at me, his lip curling in derision.
    “Fuck off,” I growled, opening the door and climbing out of the truck. I took off down the sidewalk, not bothering to thank him for the ride or anything. I had a couple miles to walk to home and it gave me some time to think. Thinking wasn’t exactly my favorite. When I thought, it gave feelings the chance to crawl back in my ear and whisper stupid shit.
    Finally, I made it home and I managed to avoid my