Chapter 33: Dream Girl

Francesca’s POV

I would be the first to admit that I wasn’t entirely sober when I kissed Bianca. Did I thoroughly enjoy it? Absolutely! Do I regret it even a tiny bit? Absolutely not! I stood by what I did even though I was drunk. I’m not even sure I needed the liquid courage to finally cross that line. I genuinely think I would have kissed Bianca that night either way. However, what happened after the kiss was a bit of a blur. We’d proceeded to the dance floor afterward. It was safe to assume we spent the rest of the night dancing and getting more fucked up on alcohol and weed than we already were. Maybe, we’d made out some more, maybe not, I couldn’t remember for the life of me.

Things have been a bit awkward between Bianca and me ever since that night. It felt as though Patrick was caught between two people who fought in his absence and he’s missing the relevant information to dissolve the tension. Not to say Bianca and I were acting like two people who fought or anything extreme