Chapter Sixty-One: The Unwilling Partner

Aicher Eight years ago The loud beat pounded through the air as everyone cheered and danced at the pool's party, their bodies writhing against each other as they danced. I nodded my head in rhythm with the pulsating bass, looking around. I glanced down at my watch. "Celine ought to be back by now," I murmured, my brows furrowing as I spoke. My voice was drowned out by the music being played. The music was very fast and furious, keeping virtually everyone under its spell in a dancing frenzy. "Hi, Aicher," a few girls from my department waved at me as they walked by. "Lilian," I greeted the one nearest to me, waving back at her. "It's Miley," she corrected, her lips pursed. "Oh!" I pushed back up on my chair, holding both knees. "My bad! Enjoy the party, Miley!" I waved heartily at them. "Sure, Aicher," Miley waved back at me, moving away through the crowd. I was quite popular in college as I was a player in the school's soccer team. The pool party that night was being held