The switcheroo
Levine
We get to the bar and Analise skips into the building. I stop in front of the entrance because I don't want to be here but she always needs me by her side. I am the designated driver. The one that ends up bringing her home.
"Come on,'' she comes back out and ushers for me with a wave of her hands. I sigh loudly and walk in with her. The bar is full of people. Older people. We are so underage and we shouldn't be here but I can never even talk to her. Analise would do what she wants. She does this thing where she likes to control every situation. She likes to order me around and I let her because being on her bad side is not a place, I would want to be in. I like peace and doing what she wants gives me peace.