Uninvited

Chapter 1: The Beginning

A group of three friends (one male and two female) were sitting around a campfire during a sunset. It was in open country where there weren't many trees but also close to a desolate road that seemed to have not been went down by many people. Everything looked almost like a fully black silhouette from how deep into the night it was.

"My god, I can't believe we are finally out of school for the rest of our life. What exactly should we do now since we don't have school work biting us all in the arses anymore?" said one of the females.

She had black hair with specks of red hair dye, black eyes, a small amount of lipstick, a black tank top with rips in the back, deep blue jorts, and red sneakers.

"Sherry, maybe get a house, a job, raise a family, continue spending time with your friends." the male said.

He had black hair just like Sherry but without hair dye, black eyes, stubbles of hair forming a beginning of a beard, a dark blue jacket with a plaid white and red shirt beneath, jeans that matched the color of Sherry's jorts, and black sandals.

"Ehhh, I think that's more of Izzy's thing. I'm more of the chick that smokes, drinks, and plays video games." Sherry replied than looked at the other female of the group, "She's been hella quiet for the past few hours, sure she's a quiet person but not usually this quiet."

The other female who must've been Izzy had blonde hair, blue eyes, a sky blue dress with flower imprints that went down to her knees, and yellow sandals.

"I mean we do have a lot to think about for the future." Digby replied.

"How difficult is it to plan? I already got plans to just play video games my whole life." Sherry replied back.

"There are people who want to do more with their lives than just playing video games and becoming raging smoking alcoholics." Digby barked.

A loud vibrating noise started erupting from Sherry's jorts.

"Holdup. Gotta look at who's texting. You can lecture me later." Sherry said without paying the slightest attention to the previous thing Digby said.

"Why do I even bother." Digby muttered to himself.

Sherry pulled out her phone from her jorts and looked through her notifications.

"Who wants to party?" Sherry queried with a smirk on her face.

"Huh?" Digby queried.

"Our friend Tom invited us all over to his mansion!" Sherry shouted ecstatically.

"Ugh fine, we'll head there. Where is it?" Digby replied.

"About ten miles outside Westview, we're about a mile in already however." Sherry stated.

"Alright. Everyone head to the car." Digby said.

"Can I drive?" Sherry queried.

"Hmm, lemme think about it. Oh bloody hell no! I'm not letting you crash my precious Golf GTI Volkswagen. Besides you didn't legitimately pass your drivers test. Your instructor thought you were so hopeless that he passed you just so that he could keep his head on his neck and not worry about teaching someone like you to drive!" Digby barked.

"C'mon man...." Sherry grumbled.

"No, no excuses. You ain't driving my car while I'm alive." Digby barked.

"Fine." Sherry replied.

The three friends walked down the road to where a jet black Volkswagen Golf GTI was. They all went in (Digby taking drivers seat, Izzy taking the passenger seat, and Sherry taking the seat behind Izzy).