Chapter 15: Cassidy

##Chapter 15: Cassidy

Book One: Stay

With our arms linked, Brooklyn and I get absorbed into a herd of students heading to the same party. My brows rise as I stare up at the large Victorian that looms in front of us. It looks as if it's bursting at the seams with people. Even though it's only nine o'clock on a Friday night, drunken revelers are spilling out onto the darkened lawn, plastic beer cups in hand, laughing and hollering as music pulses from inside.

I give Brooklyn at bit of side-eye. "Jeez. It looks like the entire campus is here."

"Didn't you see the flyers plastered all over school? I think it's a," she uses her fingers to make air quotes "fundraiser."

I can only imagine what will be bought with the money they make tonight.

Probably more red plastic cups and beer.

It takes effort to push through the throng of people and make our way inside the house. My gaze darts around, overwhelmed by the sheer number of partiers crammed inside the living room. Every square inch of space i