Unexpected

Chapter 5: The Party

A week had passed already and I and Austin and I had seemingly gotten closer. We spent the afternoons in the library, doing our homework and getting to know each other. It was the only truthful excuse that I could give my parents so that I could avoid them and getting grounded.

A week. One solid week. And Austin and I were thick as thieves. There was little that he didn't know about me. To make my situation even better, Sasha hadn't done anything to me. I knew that I could relax but a nagging feeling kept my alert in the back of my mind.

"So, Phoebe," Austin said as we sat down at our lunch table, "there's this party this weekend and I wanted you I come with me."

A party? I don't know... The last teenage party I went to ended in me waking up nearly falling into a pool. On the bright side, I was wide awake.

"Sure," I said, with fake enthusiasm. To make it even more convincing, I forced a smile onto my face, making it look real. Austin seemed to have bought it because he smiled with me.

"Great. I'll pick you up at six thirty."

I asked, "So what do you wear to a party?"

He chuckled. "You've never been to a teenage party? What about your friends'?"

My face fell at the mention of me ex-best friends. "We, um, we used to have sleepovers every time. Not huge parties. We weren't into that sort of thing."

"Okay. Well, I guess you wear things you would in summer. It can get pretty hot at parties."

"You've never been to a party, have you?"

"Nope."

We laughed. Here I was thinking that this cool guy would have been to uncountable amounts of parties when he hadn't been to one. At least I wasn't a loner in the situation.

He got up and left the cafeteria with his empty tray. How do boys eat so quickly I tossed my lunch into the garbage bin and headed to my locker but was stopped by Georgia and Cassie. I jumped and almost yelped but stopped myself.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

They sighed and looked at each other, clearly annoyed. What did I do?

Carrie said, "We need to talk to you."

Before I could do anything, they pulled me away and into the girl's bathroom. I stood there stock still as I waited for them to talk.

"We are so sorry," said Carrie.

"We never should have done those things to you," said Georgia.

They were begging. For my forgiveness. What if Sasha out them up to this? To prove how gullible and naive I was? That is definitely something she would do.

I rolled my eyes at them and glared. "Don't even start with the apologies. You girls don't know how much you hurt me."

They looked guilty as they hung their heads. "Please let us make it up to you," Carrie said. "We really are sorry. Last night, we had a sleepover at Sasha's and all she did was bitch about you. We didn't want to but she wanted to know all of your secrets. It was crazy. How can we make it up to you?"

I thought for a minute. "You guys were my friends. You should be able to answer that question."

They looked confused for a second. I smirked at them, glad that they felt unsure, and walked out. I wanted to think through all the possibilities for what Carrie and Georgia could do for me, but my mind was solely focused on the party tonight and what I could impress Austin with.

What, wait?

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"RACHEL!" I screamed. My sister came rushing in to my bedroom only to see me sulking on the edge of my bed surrounded by my whole closet thrown everywhere around my bedroom. Rachel tried maneuverer her footing so she would not step on my clothes. I rolled my eyes. She regarded clothes as some deep thing in this world that I couldn't even remember when she told me.