The Plan
Kaylee showed us the way, going through an open sliding door, leading us to a giant backyard. The kind that had a pool, patio furniture, and still had enough room to spare. Most of the students surrounded a picnic table. Red plastic cups were set up in a triangle formation and yells could be heard every few seconds.
"What's going on over there?" Noah tried peeking through, but it was too dense.
"Beer pong." Kaylee replied easily as if everyone should know what that is.
Noah even nodded, implying that he did know. He caught me looking at him. "I'll explain later. We won't be playing so don't worry about it."
Of course I wouldn't be playing. One, it had beer in it. Two, it would require me to interact with more people than I would like. Three, it was just way too crowded.