Berlyn's Pov:
It's been a week since my obnoxious birthday party ended. I don't want to remember that again. That was the most embarrassing moment happened into my life.
At first, I want it to be perfect, but it turns out to be the worst memory ever. As in. To the highest level. Well, I don't know what happened next on that party. Even my mom didn't bother to tell me what happened after I decided to locked up myself in my room.
I just waked up next morning that Roseshell and Leslie was sleeping beside me, I'm in the middle. I didn't remember how they ended up on my bed. We almost spend our time talking about those guys they encountered that night.
How Roseshell ended up slapping someone in front of everyone. How Leslie met this weird guy named Andrei? I don't know. I want to know the whole story but they refused to tell me every details.