Olivia
Anthony and myself arrived at the football house. I had a sense of deja vu. Was it really eight months ago that I came here dressed in this same dress to crash Liam’s party?
Anthony managed to melt into the crowd of students, just like he did the first time. I started making my way through to where the guys had the keg and bar set up, near the kitchen.
I spotted Eric over by the keg.
“Hey, looks like you got most of the students here.” I told him.
“What can I say? We are popular. You look really beautiful tonight Liv.” He said to me.
“Thanks, Anthony convinced me to wear this. Believe it or not, back in September, when I first crashed the party, this is what I wore. Anthony thought it would be perfect for tonight since it is the last party you guys are throwing.” I told Eric.
