I don't think being trapped in a car with Kristen, Kristina, and Katie for an hour sounds appealing to anyone in their right mind. I doubt they wanted me in their car anyway. Actions speak louder than words and if you are going to make me feel excluded the second we get to the first bar, I don't want to be a "girls girl". Sorry not sorry.
When we first got in the van, Schwartz made a comment to me that I thought was funny. He was like "Oh s--- you get in this van you're getting gangbanged." I thought it was funny! Clearly it was a joke!!! So I said I'd rather that than being trapped in a car with Kristen, Kristina, and Katie. It was a joke!!!
I wasn't shocked to see that Jax ratted because when he's not in the middle of the drama he puts himself there. He took it a little far by bringing Shay into it though, because we all knew it was a joke. Shay thought it was funny and so did everyone else.
By the time we showed up at the club I knew something was up, but I didn't know what exactly. I hadn't really hung with the girls since we arrived because I was enjoying my time with Shay -- so I didn't understand what they could be mad at me for. When Kristen was holding a cheap bottle of tequila hostage from me I tried to keep a straight face on. I mean what a joke! I wanted to laugh in her face it was so pathetic. I don't need to drink the alcohol you supposedly bought Kristen. I have my own money and I can afford my own drinks.
Once she brought up the "gangbang" comment I was like "Ohhhhhhh that's what everyone is mad at me for," a joke that Schwartz and I made in the van. Get over it!!! Like I said, you're going to exclude me, I'm going to be a bitch to you. In my moment of irritation, anger, and cleverness, I thought to tell the busser to clear everything off their table so when they returned from smoking a million cigarettes everything was gone. I have no interest to hang out with people who treat me the way they do, so I left. I wanted to enjoy time with my boyfriend. Stassi wanted me to come on the trip and I wanted to get away. She didn't "let" me come. I chose to come with an invitation.