“Oh, you know, it’s going,” he chuckled, offering her his hand again. He missed the contact, but he didn’t dwell on it. “I think I’m gonna get one more shot in. Wanna join?”
By the frantic movements around them, Ben figured they had been ratted out. Undergrad parties usually ended up with him running back to his dorm, but the idea of leaving Rey made him a little sad.
“Or we can run. Are you staying on campus,” he questioned, trying to see through the crowd of people rushing toward the back door.
The sudden shift in mood made her jump. Suddenly everyone was rushing around, squealing and shouting. As he took her hand, her eyes darted around. Kay and Rose were nowhere to be seen. Ben right now was her only hope.
“Yeah,” she shouted. A surge of the crowd sent her body almost crashing against his. She steadied herself, looking up at him. “I think we better run. If I get caught here, it could be bad.” She began dragging him towards the door. “Your place or mine? I don’t know where my roommates went.”
“We can decide after we get the hell outta here,” he said, guiding her to the back of the house.
Dodging drunken bodies, he maneuvered to the left toward the back door. A few people headed in that direction behind them, obviously trying to avoid the police too. One more run in and it would take more than a word from his mother to keep it off of his record, and from the concern in Rey’s eyes, she couldn’t risk it either.
Finally out of the house, he let out a hearty laugh. As much as he hated being on the run, nothing beat the adrenaline rush of running from the police.
“Well,” he said between sharp inhales. “Are you on the North or South side?”














