The streets were eerily silent as the autumn wind howled, the trees rustled with ease as red and orange leaves decorated the sidewalk, some finding rest on Stephanie's head. Stephanie sat at the benches right outside the small local police station looking up at the pitch black sky, rubbing her hands together as she breathed in deeply. It was an extremely cold night, so cold that the bitter wind pinched her dry skin on her cheeks. Stephanie sighed, the party was an absolute failure. The cops came demanding for her to pay a fine for underage use of alcohol and loud noise and she didn't even spend that much time talking to Chris. She wasn't even his type, that broke her heart. She'd look over at Emily, still arguing with the police officer in the front desk of the brightly lighted room, moths attracted to the light landed on its windows. It seemed that Chris' outfit gave Emily a little ego boost that she'd desired for so long, she seemed light off her feet and confident to take over the world. Stephanie would be lying if she didn't feel extremely jealous of her friend. If she were some 'normie' that didn't exist in school, she'd have ditched Emily. But Stephanie knew better that her and Emily ruled the school, girls would admire them as they walked past them in the halls. They were the perfect duo with the perfect rich little life that'd seemed to revolve around them all the time and people were jealous of them, that seemed to be the glue that kept them inseparable. Stephanie smiled to herself, her and Emily were far more superior than that whore, Charlotte. She'd watch as Emily walked out of the police station, flipping her blonde hair to a side as she rolled her hazelnut coloured eyes before it locked with hers.
"Next time, you're paying."
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