We Are Home

chapter 7

"You're lying!" My sister exclaimed angrily.

"No, Jenna. I'm telling the truth. Your boyfriend hit on me, and tried to get me to sit on his lap," I said.

We were standing outside in the cool night air, next to the lit pool. A couple of the people around us glances at our argument, but the music was playing so loudly that most of the other people out here probably couldn't hear us.

"He wouldn't do that! You're just lying because your jealous. It isn't my fault that nobody likes you," Jenna said. Her tan face, covered in makeup, twisted to glare at me. "We're going back to the house, my house, now, Lena," she spat out.

Um, ouch.

I wanted to slap her, but I was instead stuck walking out to Brandon's car with Jenna. My sister must have texted him that she wanted to leave, because he was sitting in the driver's seat waiting when we arrived at the fancy vehicle.  Jenna climbed into the front passenger's seat and kissed Brandon on the lips. I made a face at the fact that I could see her tongue peaking out from between their lips, and turned away in disgust. Brandon stopped kissing Jenna for a moment, just to glare at me. I glared right back at him.

The drive back to the house was even more awkward then the one to the party. I stared out of the window as we passed the occasional streetlight. My sister had turned the radio to some sort of bad rap station, and the music was making my head hurt.

Let me clarify something: I do not know my way around town. I had no concept of navigation in this area. All I knew was that my parents' house was relatively close to the beach, so I wasn't suspicious when Brandon drove past the beach.

At least, I wasn't suspicious until it was too late and Brandon had stopped the car, my sister had dragged me out of the back seat of the car, thrown me onto the sandy beach, jumped back into the car, and disappeared down the street. I was left standing on the side of the road, in the darkness, next to an empty beach and an even emptier ocean.

"Jenna!" I shouted at the car, which was slowly shrinking into the distance. "You bitch!"

She must have planned this with her boyfriend. I had no idea when, but I promised to get her back for this. Right now, though, I couldn't focus on payback, because I had to find some way to get back to the house. Normally, if this had happened back home, I would have called Char and he would have picked me up and driven me to his house to hang out. But I wasn't back home. I also didn't have my phone (Jenna had probably stolen that just to successfully pull off this prank).

I doubted that there were any buses that ran this late, if there were even buses in this town. No cars seemed to be driving down this small road, and I had no idea which direction I had to walk in to get back home. That (insert other swear words of choice here) bitch!

After what I assumed was about ten minutes of just standing there, wondering what the heck I was supposed to do, I resigned myself to sitting down on the cool sand near the water. The temperature around me was slowly dropping, but it wasn't cold enough that I needed anything more than my windbreaker to keep me warm. Annoyingly enough, the sound of the water hitting the sand was starting to calm me and my anger down (that or I was just getting too exhausted to feel mad). I sighed, and flopped down onto the sand, not caring if it made its way into my hair.

The street, lit by only two lights, ran about twenty feet behind me, and the water was about the same distance away from me. I could see some of the cloudy moonlight reflected on the moving water, but other than that, I seemed to be the only moving thing around here. I was starting to give up on any car driving past, but if one did, then I planned to run after them, screaming like a banshee.