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Why was it that I could handle shaving the skin off someone with almost no issues, but the thought of attending a college party was almost more than I could take?
Definitely something to discuss with a therapist.
If I ever had one.
* * *
It was cold. And I was wearing far too little clothing. I’d tried to bring a coat, but Jenna had insisted I leave it behind, saying there would be nowhere to put it at the frat. Which made sense. Throngs of drunk girls throwing their coats everywhere was probably not an ideal situation for taking home the same coat that you’d arrived at the party in.
And I liked my coat.
“So what’s this frat’s thing?” I asked as we walked towards Frat Row.
“Thing?”
“Yeah, like are they a particular sports house? Are they the nerd house? Don’t they all have like themes…or reputations, I guess?”
“You think I would take us to a party at the nerd frat?” she exclaimed, putting her hand over her heart dramatically like I’d offended her.
I snorted and nudged her shoulder with mine.
“This one’s the hockey house. Think the movieAnimal House, but with hockey sticks.”
I nodded like I understood what she was saying. I’d never seenAnimal House. I’d never seen most movies. But I didn’t want to tell her that. Our friendship was a fragile thing, and although she was the one who had hurt me, the needy part inside of me that was desperate for a friend didn’t want to show her what a freak I really was.
We got to Frat Row, and there was a mass of giggling girls herding down the street like sheep. I tried to imagine what it would be like to have lived the kind of life where I could giggle like that so effortlessly. I couldn’t even picture it. I’d have to ask Jenna what that was like someday.
It looked like there were a few parties happening in various frats, but it was obvious what the big party of the night was. The enormous white house was at the end of the street, and loud music was booming from the open windows. There was a long line of people stretching down the sidewalk, and like that first party, there were guys with clipboards manning the door like this was an exclusive club or something. Not a college party filled with cheap beer and stinky basements.
Jenna took my hand and led me around the crowd and straight up to the entrance.
“What are you doing?” I hissed, hating all the eyes glaring at me from behind us.
“If those assholes are going to make you infamous on campus, we might as well use your celebrity status to get things.”
“I don’t think you understand what ‘infamous’ means. It doesn’t quite mean the same thing as famous,” I commented dryly as she stopped in front of the pretentious prick in a popped collar carrying a clipboard.
“The party has arrived,” she said calmly.
“You can get in line,” he drawled, not looking up from his list.
Jenna just cleared her throat. She was a persistent little thing.
He finally looked up, annoyed. His gaze flicked across hers, unrecognizing. But then he spotted me and his eyes widened. He took a step backward as if I was going to lunge at him and slice his throat.
“Go right in,” he said, stepping aside and not looking at us as we passed. Disgust curdled in my stomach. I hated that reaction. He wasn’t scared of Aurora. He was scared of the Demon’s daughter. And that was someone I had never wanted to be.
“Told ya,” Jenna said excitedly, missing my mood.
We stepped through the doors and I saw that this house had the same basic setup the first party had. I wondered if the guys were holding court at the top of this house too.
“Do you want to leave?” Jenna asked suddenly, and I came back from memory lane to see her staring at me worriedly.
I immediately felt guilty because here I was being a killjoy, and we were supposed to be celebrating her birthday. Her birthday that was a month away.
Although she had a point, with the rate my life was going, who knew if I would be around to celebrate it.
“Nope. This is great,” I said cheerfully, and she smirked at me, because evidently, I was easy to see through.
