Cassie
I guess it was my boyfriend's idea. "Let's have the party at Cassie's house!" Scott said in the middle of the school cafeteria. He was 17 then and I was still waiting to get there, about three months shy of my birthday. "What?" I lifted my bright blue eyes to stare at him, brushing a bit of blonde hair from my face. I got my looks from my mom. "Yeah!" someone else said, or maybe a dozen someone else's, because it was kind of crowded even for our small school. The graduating class...