Free Love Songs (Secret Songbook #1) by Jamie Campbell Page B

house, drink in one hand and the alcohol in their veins making the bad decisions for them. It would have been fascinating to watch, if they didn’t keep running into her on the way through.
    Kaley found a wall to lean against, more out of the way than her previous watching post. She looked at everyone around her and felt completely cut off from them all.
    She didn’t feel like them, she didn’t know how to be like them. She couldn’t just switch off all her sensibilities and inhibitions like they seemed to be able to. She wished she could, it would make being dragged to parties something to look forward to instead of dreading.
    She was lost in her thoughts and didn’t see the guy coming toward her. He ran straight into her side. By the time she felt the cold drink running down her top, he was already hurrying away again without even muttering an apology. Yep, completely invisible , Kaley thought to herself.
    She could smell the beer, it had soaked right through into her bra. She went looking for a bathroom to try and at least mop some of it up. She didn’t particularly want to go home reeking of alcohol. She hadn’t done it before, who knew how her parents would react.
    The bathroom was upstairs, Kaley had to open four doors to find it. Behind each door held a horrible surprise behind it, like it was a terrifying game show. Couples were making out, groups of people were smoking something interesting smelling, and behind one there was a handful of people doing god knows what.
    Finding the bathroom was a huge relief, Kaley was just about to give up and go outside to use the hose.
    She stepped inside and locked the door, not wanting anyone to walk in on her unexpectedly. She wasn’t exactly overindulged in the chest region, but it wasn’t like she wanted anyone to get a free show.
    She took off her top and dabbed at it with tissues. It only seemed to make the stain even worse. She went searching through the cupboards for something that might help and found a hairdryer. It would probably take forever, but it would eventually dry the beer and water mixture. She plugged it in and waved the hot air over her top.
    There was a constant stream of knocking on the door. At times it was accompanied by a yell to hurry up too. Kaley waved the hairdryer quicker, wishing it would work faster.
    When her top was half-way dry, she decided it would have to do. At least her bra was kind of dry, it was bearable anyway. She slipped the top back on and left, trying to ignore the looks from the queue waiting outside.
    The thought of rejoining the party was too much. She was tired and the crowds were starting to really annoy her. She considered her options.
    Mr. Monroe said he would be back to pick them up at midnight, that was still an hour away. She could call her parents but that would mean she had to tell them where she was. Her other option was to walk home but that wouldn’t be the safest choice. Mother Barbie would probably be angrier if she walked than had to come pick her up.
    Needing to get some fresh air, Kaley left through the front door. She needed to speak with Harper before she decided what to do so she sat on the porch steps and started texting. She asked Harper to come outside for a minute. She sent it but didn’t expect a fast response, she doubted whether Harper would be able to hear the message alert in all the noise.
    It wasn’t too bad sitting on the porch steps. She had closed the door behind her so the music was just a background din. All the people that had spilled onto the lawn when they first arrived had disappeared.
    The stars in the sky were bright and twinkling and it was still quite warm. She leaned against the post and waited, thinking she could probably sit there for an hour until Mr. Monroe arrived to take them home.
    The door opened behind her, sending a wave of music her way. She didn’t turn to see who it was, silently hoping it was Harper. She felt someone sit on the other side of the porch steps, but