"We're going into that party," Jenna said determinedly, latching onto my arm so tightly I would need to check for blood. Jenna...was a little scary. She marched us up to where the two guys were checking their list. I watched as they sent away two guys whose cologne I could smell from five feet away from them. Jenna marched us to the doors, no chance of failure in her steps. She had started fluttering her eyelashes and swaying her hips when we were still a ways out. I thought she looked a little possessed moving her eyelashes like that, but the two frat boys were tracking us like we were their
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