It was a banger of a party.
The house was full of people, and they were all dancing and having fun. There was music blasting out of the speakers and the house was filled with red and yellow lights. It felt like I was in a club, the kind where everyone would be wearing flashy clothes and dancing to some loud music.
This wasn't my scene at all, but I didn't mind. In fact, I enjoyed it. I knew that once I went to college, I'd get used to parties like these. I would have to, for the sake of my social life.
I looked around, and my eyes met with a couple of guys who were standing near the kitchen. They had a bottle of vodka in their hands, and they were drinking straight from it. They looked like they were having fun, and so did the others around them.
"Ivy," Natalie called me. "Come. I'
