บท 15: PARTY ROCK ANTHEM

The neon lights dance around as bodies swarm the dance floor, ready to kick start the night on a high-note. It's not as packed as I thought it will be; I can head-count thirty people who are all my classmates. Paris and I arrive at the hotel's indoor club-Nirvana-in record time and she immediately runs to the dance floor after I tell her that I'm really not in the mood to dance. I'm not an introvert per se, I just don't do well with large gatherings, or people, or…dancing.

The only way my ass is dancing on that floor is if I have some liquor in me, and I don't plan on drinking tonight.

As my eyes hover around the area, I recognize a few of my classmates, some of them dancing in the middle of the square shaped dance floor, others heading towards the bar to have a drink or two…or five, and then there are the ones who got right into making out at a corner-Jason Blunt being one of them.