Criminal | N.M.

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"Pleassssseeeeeeeeeeee... Please, please?" My best friend Meg begs.
I roll my eyes. She has been begging me for the last hour.
"Why? Why do you need me to go so badly? Can't you get Sofi to do it or something?"
She frowns at me. "Why would I want to go with Sofi? I want my bestest Fran to go to a killer party with me tonight and have a crazy amazing night. Why can't you just come?" Meg gives me puppy eyes and I sigh.
"Fine." I say giving in. She squeals.
I hop up off my bed and stare into my closet. I grab a cute pair of short high waisted shorts and a black tank crop top. I also grab a red and black plaid flannel. I hold up my selection to Meg.
"Damn, Faith." Is all she says. I take that as a sign I should wear it. I quickly throw on the clothes and do quick makeup. I don't wear much. I through my dirty blonde curly hair into a half up half down. It's long and sorta ombré so I try to wear it down more. I grab a pair of socks and throw on my new black boots. (In pic). Meg was wearing a pair of high waisted shorts a cropped black tee with her pink doc martens.
"Dude, we look badass." Meg says as we both state into the mirror.
"We always look badass." I reply, taking out my phone and taking a cute mirror selfie with her.
"Your right." She says smiling. I smile back.
"So, who's car we taking? Mine?" Meg asks. She had a pretty feeling amazing black Range Rover and I had my moms old black truck. They both looked cool, but I absolutely loved hers.
"Yours." I say as we walk out the door. My parents were both working today and My little brother and sister we're both at a friends house for the weekend. I was so glad it was Friday.
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About 15 minutes later we arrived at a giant house that was blasting music. People were dancing outside among other things. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone puking.
"Looks like we're a little late." I whisper to Meg.
"You can't be late to a party like this, your just here when all the fun starts." She whispers back. She grabs my arm and walks me up to the door and rings it. When nobody answers she rings it a few more times. After a minute of her ringing the bell the door opens. A unfamiliar face appears.
"The fuck Meg. You could've just came in."
"That's no fun and your not being a good host if you don't greet your guests, Sammy." She folds her arms.
He looks down at her boobs that were popping out of the top of her crop top. She notices and covers them with her arms. He looks up.
"Well who's this pretty lady you've got with you?" He looks at me and I roll my eyes.
"This here is Faith. Faith, Sammy, Sammy, Faith." We nod at each other.
"Well, Faith, it's time for you to meet my squad."