AUTHOR'S P.O.V
"This tastes funny" Jessie said after taking a taste of the drink it was sweet but bitter and weird
"It's spiked" Clover said like it was no big deal
"What?" Jessie asked as she thought of how to scrub her tongue
"They always spike the drinks at this kinds of party. Have you been living under a rock?" Clover asked
"I don't drink alcohol. I can't drink this" she said in disgust and dropped the cup on the table
Clover's eyes opened wide at Jessie's behavior
"Seriously.. you're like a party pooper. I can't have you bumming everyone out in the group"
Jessie took in a breath. What was she to do? She needed Clover to like her, but she wasn't allowed to drink. She was underage. She looked around and a lot of people who were probably her age were also drinking. Maybe it wasn't a big deal
