Page 86 of The Cheerleader is Off Limits

You feel safe?

Margot:

Sure!

Me:

One of the guys said you wanted to go

Margot:

Who?

Me:

It doesn’t matter who. What matters is that my seventeen-year-old niece is at a party, probably drunk, and mentioned wanting to leave.

Margot:

Oh, probably because one of those dorks wouldn’t leave me alone, and I dropped your name to get them off my back.

Me:

I’m outside. Come out.

Margot:

What? Why?

Me:

Long story. And come alone.

Margot:

I’m here with Mel!

Me:

You cannot bring her.

Margot:

I came with her, and she’s my best friend. Be for real. Her sister is going to pick us up at 1 AM!

Me:

How old is her sister?

Margot:

Twenty-one? She came home from college for the weekend.

Me:

She’s sober?

Margot: