Clearly he doesn't believe us. We look like a million bucks. Hell, we're probably wearing more than that. I don't even want to think about it.
"You want the truth?" I asked.
Trina's head snapped at me, but I gave her a look that begged her to just trust me.
"Obviously," he replied teasingly.
"We're crashing a party," I told him. "Trina's family is loaded, and we overheard them talking about going to this super fancy party tonight. Like a total elite thing. We even heard that there might be some movie stars and other celebrities."
I squealed with glee, praying I wasn't over-selling it.
"Damn, that sounds dope as hell," Alex said with a huge grin plastered on his face. "I'd ask if I could come along, but.... I take it I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion, huh?"
"Sorry, it's a supe
