Chris
Night full of terror.
I was standing at the rooftop of the highest building in the town, enjoying the view. Night. Around midnight. I had a bottle of red wine in my right hand that I stole from my mother so she can be sober for tomorrow's meeting at school. My old, almost dead music player played same songs i would listen to every other typical day. I swayed to the rhythm of the music. It looked like it was just s normal typical night for me. but it was far away from that. My dad got arrested for rape of a child few hours ago. As his daughter i should've been sad or mad. I wasn't. I was calm and relaxed. Why? Because i was the one who got him there. I looked at my left thight at my *Medusa tattoo and smiled. I smiled because i felt good for once. I felt so fucking good.
"Excuse me?", a nervous girl voice came from behind me.
I didn't answer.
"Sorry... You can fall from there. It's so high...."
I just laughed. She probably thinks I'm drunk or high. Maybe because of my looks... but probably because of the wine in my hand. I turned around to face the girl. It wasn't really just some girl. It was Kate, Kate Cook. A prettiest and hotest girl in my whole school. She was wearing a short, green glittery dress and a black, man's jacket around her shoulders. She looked stunning. I just didn't know how can she stand here on this cold weather in front of me and look so beautiful...
"Wait... You are Christina right? The girl from my school? We are having a party in one of the flats in this building... Wanna join us?", she asked and smiled...
Wait. Did Kate Cook guessed my name right? and did she just invite me on her party? I thought she hates me like the rest of the school...
"No, sorry... I was just heading home... But thanks for invite anyway."
