ghostboys

thirty-eight

*book is almost over :(*

it was the night of the dance and i was so excited. school was halfway done and it was almost summer.

i had picked out my dress a week ago. it was a white knee length dress and im gonna wear it with these sandals i found. (no idea what they wore to dances in the 70s)

i sit in my room now doing mine and gwen's hair. she was just going to go with a group of her friends. she wanted a simple braid while i curled my hair and put it in a half up half down style.

the makeup was light. only mascara with lipgloss.

i glanced at the clock as gwen danced around and saw that it was only 5:57. the dance started at 6:30. vance was going to meet me there.

"how do i look?" finney walked into my room with a freaking suit.

"damn finney." i said, smiling at my brother.

"you look nice finney." gwen squealed, "GROUP HUG!"

"oh come on."

"seriously gwen."

she pulled the two of us into a hug and i couldn't breathe. she was so strong for a little thing.

the three of us walked downstairs and dad was sound asleep in the living room, a beer in his hand.

he's been drinking again. i sighed as my siblings each gave him a kiss goodbye. i did too and the three of us left.

tonights going to be pretty fun, i hope.

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finney, gwen and i arrived at school and walked in. the lights were flashing like crazy and it was packed. kids everywhere. finney spotted donna and ran over to her. gwen spotted her friends and left me.

bro, im alone now, come on.

i looked around for anyone and saw steven with sarah and all of his friends. he looked my way and smiled, gesturing for me to walk over.

i groaned and put on a fake smile as he hugged me, "where have you been? i haven't seen you in so long."

"i've been around." i shrugged, seriously not wanting to be near him or sarah who was glaring at me.

"where's your date, huh?" she spat, wrapping her arm around matt.

"he's coming." i answered, looking around for vance.

"woah, you're here with another guy?" stevens voice cracked, "what the fuck, allison?!"

"what? it's not my fault, steven. you didn't even ask me!" i yelled at him.

"you've been fucking missing for a whole week, allison!" he yelled back.

"you could of called," i mumbled.

"what'd you say?" he asked, sounding mad.

uh oh.

danny warned me about this side of steven.

i stepped back a little until i was cornered.

he pulled me into him and cupped my face, staring into my eyes. i tried getting out of his grasp but he wouldn't let go.