"Yeck Hip hop, you socialite girls. How about hard techno? Rock maybe? I can do rock and I have a pretty sick synthsizer board."
Ashley had taken no notice of Jackson or Delia. She sat next to Mik, actually kinda happy about it. "You know that Delia girl?"
"Yeah what about her?" Mik said taking a gulp of the punch and not meeting Ashley's gaze.
"Hows about you help me take her down?"
"I don't know..."
"Come on you owe me remember?" She said making Mik meet her eyes, "You ruined me last year, I just got back to the top. Do you think Im gonna lose it again? Besides its time to burn someone else."
"I dont want to be apart of it," Mik said as she got up.
"Hey!" Ashley said tossing Mik down to the seat, "you listen to me. You made me! Im a ----- because of you! You made me so now you got to take responsibility! And besides," she looked directly in her eyes, "you said you'd make it up to me."
"That I did," she sighed, "Alright, I'll help you. But you dont do anything I dont approve of first, got it?"
"Got it," she said extending her hand.
Mik shook it and then gulped down the rest of her punch.