OMIGOD. Cassie just stood there, like a deer in headlights, processing what had just happened. That new kid, Ash... had he just jacked her into being his lookout. Oh LORRRRRRD.
"What? No! I mean... ohhhhhhh CRAP."
She held the now-spiked punch, and felt a brow raise. Hey... she'd never even had a drink or done ANYTHING really bad before. Would having ONE lousy little drink really be that bad? Not like she'd get drunk from ONE, right?