Riley and Dominique
Riley sighed and grabbed one of the sheets of paper, then rolled his eyes deciding to make up his own drink. Cranberry juice and vodka. Usually, he would grab something very Irish only because his father insisted on it (he was Irish after all and they were too) but that night he felt like drinking something fruity.
One part of vodka for three parts of juice that he eyeballed the best he could and with glass in hand he faced the party. Justin and Abbott were long gone and Abbie was pretty much the reason why he had not gone for a drink sooner. Seeing her grab Justin like that and talk to him at babout an inch of his face was enough to make him consider avoiding the girl forever, which was possibly the best idea he'd had so far.
Scanning the room, he spotted her. The single most beautiful girl around. Beauty on two feet. Gorgeousness with long legs. His head tilted and he licked his lips. It so didn't help that it was a beach party and everyone was dressed in swinsuits.