Oh dear god. My jaw dropped. Miley was drunk? Nick and I exchanged glanced. This couldn’t be happening.
“No, thanks!” said Nick and I in unison. Fame can get to people’s heads.
“Jess,” whispered Nick. “Outside, now!” He grabbed my hand and we flew out the front door.
“Can we leave now?” I asked. Nick nodded. I glanced over at the drive way. What? Kevin was still there.
“Kevin!” I yelped. He was sitting in his car looking very confused. We ran over to him.
“What are you still doing here?” asked Nick.
“I had a gut feeling,” he said. Was he amazing or what?
“Well, your right!” I said as I hopped in the back of the car. We drove out of the drive way and back to my house.
“How about we just hang at my house?” I asked Nick. He nodded.
“I can’t believe Miley, would, you know. Drink underage. It’s totally, lame?” I nodded.
“Yeah,”.