“Well, tell me what you have in mind,” I asked William.
“Trey, one of the guys on the football team, is having a party tomorrow evening,” William said. “You met him when we went for pizza, and I thought you and Victor might want to go.”
Yikes, a party with the Alpha kids from school? They had been treating me better lately, but I wasn’t sure if I should go.
William noticed my hesitation. “Victor can go. He knows Trey, too. You need something fun to do instead of all these high society parties where you network.”
Okay, let’s ask Victor when he comes back from talking to Mrs. Daley,” I agreed, even though I’d rather face a dozen stuffy Lunas than two stuck-up cheerleaders.
William and I drank another glass of juice before Victor returned to our side.
“How’s it going with Mrs. Daley?” W
