Chapter 3:
I got my little dress on and walked out of the bathroom. Blake held back laughter. “Something funny?” I asked, furiously. I didn’t need anyone laughing at me. I’d bite there head off. “I’m really sorry I didn’t hear you. I would’ve gotten out if I knew you were in there..” Trevor said, sincerely.
“It’s fine.. I just..” I said, wiping a tear away from my face. “Come here” he said, extending his arms. His warm arms wrapped around my waist. It was nothing romantic about it, just a friendly hug. His American eagle cologne was busy filling my nostrils, and then he moved. 
 

 
It was six o’clock and the room started to fill with people I hadn’t even seen before. A girl named Leighton grabbed my arm. I looked at her, defensively. “Calm down man..Heels? Not my thing” she said, struggling around in her black wedges. I giggled when she finally gave up and just sat on the couch.
Someone grabbed me around the waist. I looked up, and Trevor was staring down at me, smiling. “Hey, so I never really got to actually introduce myself properly.. I’m Trevor” he said, sticking out his tan, rough hand. I shook it and he lifted my hand up and kissed it.
I blushed. His skinny jeans, stuck out in the crowd of everyone else’s dresses, and ripped jeans. Leighton chunked her shoes by the door and pushed through everyone. “One more Martini!” she said, fist pumping. Someone handed her a Martini and she lifted it, saying, “YOLO!”
 

I was starting to have a headache myself, so I went back to the room. Both Blake’s and Trevor’s eyes looked in my direction. I had my forehead scrunched up. The pain was getting worse and worse. I thought it was a migraine but it was much worse. I felt my knees start to go numb, so I ran to my bed.