Chapter 40

New Year's Eve... "Do this shot!" Gabbie squeals as she hands me a tiny shot glass full of clear alcohol. It's eleven fifteen on New Year's Eve and this bar is absolutely packed. "Are you trying to kill me?" I ask as I laugh, taking the glass and downing its burning contents. I make a derp face as the taste resonates in my mouth. "Gosh, that's foul!" I complain, but Gabbie just throws her hands in the air and screams. "We're celebrating, baby! It's New Years eve and tomorrow...