Girl Seduced (The Girl Interrupted Trilogy Book #1) Read Online Free Page B

they had worn and had thrown them all over the room.
    Three girls were making out on the piano bench inside the left side of the room, one had already taken off her blouse, down to her strapless bra, and no one was paying attention to them either.   They were as close to having sex in front of a room full of people as they could be without actually doing it. 
    I looked at Sabrina and started shaking my head ‘no’ – “Sabrina – are you sure this is such a …” I turned to find her, but she was already gone. 
    “Sabrina?” I called louder. “Sabrina?” NO SHE DIDN’T.  She had already ditched me.  Who did she leave with?  I didn’t even see her talking to anyone.  But it didn’t take her long and she wasn’t really choosy about her company these days.  In fact she fit in perfectly with this crowd and now I was alone.
      I was so angry that I started looking for my bag and for the front door.  Completely ready to go home, I remembered that we had no way to get home.  She had my credit card because we had stopped at the store on the way, I had no cash, and my only other choice was to walk home, through that front yard again, alone, and then in the dark.  I could have killed her.  I started towards the door and I accidentally dropped my bag.  I bent to get it and bumped into someone.  Thinking it was her, I started griping as loud as I could…
    “Where have you…” and then I looked up and realized it wasn’t her.  It was a young, very handsome guy. In fact, the most handsome guy I had seen in Memphis, maybe in my life.  I was tongue tied for a moment and just stood there.    My first rational thought was ‘Remember you’re at what could basically be considered a straight up sex party and this is a guy who’s looking at your chest’.    But then he spoke and I was intrigued, just by the sound of his voice. 
    “Hey, are you alright?”  He helped me with my bag and patted my shoulder.  “You look really upset.  Did something happen?”  I still didn’t answer, but finally gathered my thoughts enough to answer.
    “I’m fine.  I’m leaving.  Thank you.” 
    “Whoa – just stop for a minute,”.   I couldn’t help but notice – I don’t know if it was the smell of the room, the beat of the music, the unfamiliarity of this place, but for a moment, all I could notice was his eyes.  As blue as crystal and an honesty or trustworthiness or some quality that I had never seen.  He had brown wavy hair, a plain T-shirt and jeans and nothing that was fake or trying to impress, which automatically impressed me.  He wasn’t calling me ‘beautiful’ or ‘honey’ or anything artificial.  He seemed truly concerned about me.
    “My name is Jonathan.”  And there it was.  Jonathan.  I couldn’t stop staring at him and I couldn’t get my words to come out right.  I couldn’t believe that I was actually star-struck for the first time, but now I knew what they meant by that phrase because here I was.  One of those girls who was stopped in my tracks by a guy.  Five minutes and now Jonathan was a person who I would never be able to forget.
    “Of course it is.”  For a moment, my guard went back up.  “And I bet I’m the first girl you’ve met tonight and you don’t have a girlfriend and you’re only here to help.” Let’s see if bitch-mode runs him off.  I waited for him to waive me off and walk away, but he didn’t.
    “Whoa- what’s got you so uptight?  Who are you here with?” I got mad again.  Here he was, unpredictable and charming.  I started to feel like I should go. 
    “ Well, I WAS here with my best friend, but she’s ditched me.”  I looked around and felt embarrassed for a moment, realizing that most people would automatically judge you by the kind of people you hang out with and I was feeling very vulnerable and alone.
    “ Look, I’m not just some chick that’s here to get picked up.  I don’t even know why I let her talk me into