The secret

The Kook party

I looked at my phone to check the time. It was 5.40. The party at the Cameron Mansion was starting at 6pm and I had already began to dread it. The vibrant strobe lights flickering intermittently in my face almost blinding me, the group of people huddling together snorting lines of white powder with frantic intensity, the overwhelming, pounding music and shouted conversation and the heat and crush of bodies making it hard to breathe and creating a combination of acidic breath and sweat. Yuck I thought to myself. But I had to go. I had to do it for my friends, the Pogues, who loved to wind up the Kooks.

You see, I didn't mind the Kooks. I thought that they weren't much different from me. This I was VERY wrong about. I knew that they lived on Figure Eight and we lived on The Cut and that they attended Kildare Academy ( the most prestigious, private school in town) and we attended County High School ( the shit public school the poor attended) but I didn't know that they hated us so much that when they thought of us a burning rage ignited within them until the fight at The Cut happened...

I sat in my room staring at the empty ceiling, My room lacked decoration and the paint on the walls was fainted and chipped . There was an overwhelming sense of monotony. Luckily I heard a loud horn beep which was Jayj signaling for me to come outside. Thank god for this otherwise I would've died of boredom. I walked outside waving at the ray of sunshine in front of me. Don't tell anyone but Jayj ( that's what I call him although it's spelt JJ) has always been my favourite pogue. He had a smile that could light up a whole room and his eyes always sparkled with joy. He treated me like a younger sister (although I was older by a couple months) and I loved him as my brother.

" Hey Princess" he said whilst winking as he signaled for me to get in the back.

" Hey Jayj" I happily replied whilst opening the back door of the Twinkie although being careful as the vehicle was old.

"Hey Zara!" John B says whilst beaming at me.

I wave back whilst also saying hello to Kiara and Pope.

" So are we all ready to mess with some Kooks?" JJ stupidly said whilst chuckling.

I gave Kiara a stern look and scoffed " Jayj, we are not going to start a fight. Sure we are all still angry from the other night but we are better than them."

" I'am so pissed still. Especially at Rafe motherfucking Cameron. That bitch needs to be humbled ."

No one replied as we all feared angry JJ. We stayed silent the rest of the journey as we entered Figure Eight. I pointed at all the beautiful, large houses with Kie and she sighed as she told me she hates living here. Kie is a pogue but I guess you can call her an ex kook. She used to attend school with Sarah Cameron and lived the Kook life until she found us.

We pulled up to the massive Cameron house and already there was dozens of people. Some I knew but some were unfamiliar faces. We got out the Twinkie and already I could feel my pulse increasing. Jayj grabbed my shoulder and whispered that everything would be okay. How did he know I was stressed out? We entered the house and suddenly there was an icy silence that signaled our presence was unwanted. I told JJ I needed a drink and he came with me as we chose from the large selection. I got a sprite while JJ got himself a beer. JJ clenched his fists as he saw the Kook King Rafe Cameron. I told him to leave it and pulled a face of disgust at the rat. I suddenly felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

I opened the message and felt alarmed immediately. The message was a threat. My mom was a drug dealer and had been previously arrested. She was a dangerous women who sold drugs illegally, took drugs illegally and was abusive towards me ever since I was a child. I think that's why me and Jayj get along so well because we both have similar traumatic family issues. My mom owes a lot of money to these drug dealers, the main one being a guy called Barry. He had messaged me saying that he was going to find me and injure me in ways unimaginable as my mom declinedto pay the money. I felt paralysed by terror, my mind racing with the worst case scenarios. A wave of nausea rose in my throat, my stomach churning as I feared what would happen next. I ran upstairs with eyes all over me. The pogues looked concerned as they called my name however I shrugged it off saying I was ok.

I felt dizzy as I ran to the first room I could see and collapsed to the floor. The room smelt strongly of men's cologne. Creed Aventus I believe. The red LED's were on and I heard the toilet flush. I felt the sweat fall of my forehead as I trembled. It was too late to leave now though.

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