Leaving

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JO

I'm back in the living room, trying not to be pushed around by one of those drunk strangers.
Where is she ?
I keep looking for Kelly. I'm tired. I want to go back home.
Where the hell is she ?
As I don't find her, I go back on the porch. Where I see her instantly, though, talking with a guy.
A tall guy. With red hair.
Wait. I know this guy.
I walk to them.
- Hey ! See ! You're having fun ! screams my big sister when she sees me coming for her.
- Um, actually...
She doesn't let me talk, and continues with an acute voice :
- Oh ! You want a drink ? Babe, can you bring my sister a glass ? she suddenly asks, talking to the guy.
- No, I have one, already...
- Oh !!! I have to present you a tall guy, with sexy blue eyes...you'll like him, she cuts me off once more. Larry !
In the crowd, a man turns to us. Embarrassed, I put my hand over Kelly's mouth, to be sure she'll shut up.
- No, no ! I whisper. Kelly, what the hell are you doing ? I'm with Jared ! And I'm going home, anyways.
- What ? Now ?
- Yes, I'm getting tired. And a little bit bored as well.
- Stay with us ! I know some boys who could entertain you !
God, please no.
With these words, she takes the Red Hair guy's arm :
- By the way, this is Malcolm.
Yes, I know.
- Nice to meet you, he says without any humour.
I don't think he remembers me. Not him either.
- Same. Um...so...Kelly ? You want to go home with me ? Cause I'm leaving right now.
- Okay, okay. You won, we go home. But can you just wait in the car a minute ? I'm coming. Won't be long.
- Alright.
I say goodbye to Malcolm and then join the car.
I'm already installed in it when I see something moving on the house's roof.
Someone, maybe.

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