Jenny was still on the fence about the idea of sneaking out of the house, and yet here she was. She may have been physically at the party, but her mind was entirely somewhere else. Wondering how much trouble they'd get in, and over-analyzing the looks people gave her. She was sipping absently at a Jones, the same one she'd had since she had arrived with Ella ages ago. She wasn't even sure where her sister had gotten off to, just hoped that she remembered that they needed to head home early.

If their parents came home and found them out of the house, there would be hell to pay. She was already on thin ice, unsure if her mother was even going to let her return to school on the second.

Under the watchful stare and giggles of some older girls, Jenny shied away from the crowd of people in the kitchen. making her way into the living room. She found an armchair, sitting it in, neatly folding her hands in her lap and twiddling her thumbs.

She was bored silly, but it was still better than being stuck in bed.