You were at the annual beach bonfire party, which marked the end of another year of high school and the beginning of summer.

You and Rafe had arrived together, but you split up upon arrival, each going with your own group of friends; he with Kalce, Topper, and the rest of the Kooks, while you went with your inner circle of Kooks girls.

You were wearing a shimmering gold corset top with a beaded butterfly-wing mini skirt, perfectly catching the bonfire’s glow. Gold statement earrings, a chunky bracelet, and a metallic handbag completed the look, making you shine as you danced under the stars.

You were talking to your girls when a light tap on your shoulder made you turn around. A girl a year or two below you was standing in front of you, looking a little nervous.

She told you that Rafe and his friends were surrounded by some tourist girls on the island, who were doing challenges, spinning a bottle.

You thanked her for the information and then headed off to where they were supposed to be. When you arrived, you found Rafe with Topper behind him, who was covering his eyes with his hands while a blonde tourist lifted his shirt and, leaning over him, licked his abdomen.

You pressed your lips and crossed your arms in disbelief, clearing your throat to catch his attention.

“Having a good time?” Your voice sounded as pissed as you were, annoyed about what you were just seeing and how your boyfriend was acting.