The Popular Crowd

“Bad, bad, bad, bad boys…”
The car radio blared anoher played out song, but I didn’t care. I sang along loudly, leaning out the window. I was proud to be seen – I was with the populars. Up in the front seat, Lisa turned up the volume and nodd

The Afterparty

“Ow!!”
I turned, peering through the darkness to see Rachel sitting on the sidewalk. “I fell.” she burst into giggles.
What a dumb drunk, I thought. But involuntarily, I started laughing also. Perhaps the last couple Bacardi Silvers had been u