Ash's pov ;
"So whose idea was it?" Elijah's voice was sharp and it echoed through the room.
Ryder quickly pointed at me. "It was him!"
I gasped heavily with wide eyes. This traitor bastard.
I shook my head vigorously as Elijah fixed his eyes on me. "No, it was Ryder! He's the one who suggested it first! He's lying Elijah!"
Ryder raised an eyebrow, looking slightly offended. "Me? Then why did you agree?! Besides, I was just providing moral support."
"Moral support? Ryder, you practically dragged me onto the dance floor!"
He suddenly grinned sheepishly. "Oh, yeah I forgot. Well, someone had to make sure you didn't trip over his own feet."
My glare deepened in disappointment. "Are you seriously blaming everything on me? That's so lame of you."
"Enough both of you!" Elijah snapped. "I don't care who started it. The point is, that both of you crossed the line. And I will not tolerate such blatant rebelliousness."
