The Demise of Izzy Stark (#1 in Deadly Series)

chapter seven: drummer boy hates me, oh well

Selena Gomez as Ava Stone

"How the hell did I lose them?" Izzy grumbled under her breath. She shoved past more horny teenagers and stumbled into the kitchen where a couple was making out. They were in her way so she did the first thing that came to mind: she shoved them roughly out the way and screeched "Oh my god! Herpes!"

"What? You have herpes?" The boy gasped, stumbling away from the girl. Izzy was amused to see it was Nathan's friend, Caine. "Jesus fucking Christ!" He shrieked loudly. 

"You're wasted." Izzy remarked. He ignored her.

"What, no I don't." The girl insisted. "C'mon, Caine, baby. How would this girl know?"

''I'm all knowing." Izzy cut into their argument, nodding solemnly. 

''All knowing!" Caine shrieked. He grabbed Izzy's wrist and dragged her away. "C'mon Iz, I gotta find a girl without herpes. Fucking Martha Stewart." 

"Wait, her name is Martha Stewart?" Izzy began to laugh. 

"BOOTHE, HEY I FOUND YOU BRO! DON'T GO BY MARTHA STEWART, SHE HAS HERPES!" Caine shrieked at a hot, dark haired guy wearing a leather jacket. 

"Bro, what the fuck?" 'Boothe' said, in confusion. "Martha doesn't have herpes."

"How do you know?" Caine demanded. "Did you give the herpes to her?" The look Boothe gave Caine could kill a thousand men. 

"I know because she's my cousin WHO LIVES WITH ME and she wouldn't get herpes. Wait- were you fucking her?" Boothe looked angry and slightly deranged. 

"Calm down. It was a joke." Izzy said, flicking her eyes across the room. "Have you seen Miranda Reeds, Ava Stone or Stacy Myers." 

"You must be Isabelle Stark." Boothe said, an unamused look on his face. Izzy rose an eyebrow at the look of hatred he was sending her. 

"It's Izzy." Caine cut in. "Everyone calls her that." 

"Yeah, whatever." Boothe snorted, turning to whoever he was talking to sulkily. "I don't know where they are."

"Well, you're useless." Izzy said. She dove back into the crowd, not noticing the pissed off look that Boothe sent him. 

"What a bitch." Boothe growled, accidentally crushing a cup full of booze in his hand. Budweiser beer dripped down his hand and onto the floor, making a puddle. 

"She's cooool." Caine began to laugh hysterically before falling face first onto the ground. Moments later, Boothe heard snores. 

"What a lightweight." His buddy commented. 

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Izzy was bored. She'd given up after 20 minutes of searching and ended up grabbing a whole bottle of whiskey, sitting down at a pool chair to chug it.  After she'd been sitting there for at least 5 minutes, Tammy and two girls, one with blue hair and the other with blonde hair, appeared in front of her.

"Nice party. Great booze. Kinda surprised to tell you the truth." Izzy spoke up first, tilting the bottle both ways to study the amber liquid.

"Thanks." Tammy smirked. "C'mon, we're playing truth or dare upstairs." 

Izzy gave her a lazy look. "Truth or dare? No thanks, I'm not in middle school. Actually I'm a graduate of NYU." 

"Aren't you looking for Miranda, Ava and Myers?" The blue haired girl popped her gum. 

"Izzy, this is Mae Jones and Tracy Wayne." Tammy waved at them flippantly. Mae, the blue haired girl, eyed Izzy somewhat curiously.

"Now come on, Dan's up there and I don't want Sonya to dig her claws into him." Tracy snapped, crossing her arms over her pitiful chest. 

Izzy rose an eyebrow but stood up with a grunt. "Alright, don't get your panties in a twist." She grumbled. 

"Yeah, that's Dan's job." Mae snarked. 

"Shut up!" Tracy said shrilly. She stomped off, stopped a few feet and yanked her heel out of the grass harshly, before stomping off again. 

"Wow." Izzy commented. 

"I know." Tammy sighed tiredly. 

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"Hey Iz!" Izzy gave an unimpressed look as Ava stumbled over to her, tripping over leather heeled boots. "You gonna play with us?" She beamed. Izzy eyed the scattered teenagers that were playing Truth or Dare and she couldn't help but smirk when she saw Miranda and Boothe standing closely together and quietly talking to each other. Miranda's face was lit up and he had a look of fascination on his. 

"Let's play a game." Tammy grinned, rubbing her hands together. 

"So dramatic." A blonde boy with red streaks commented. Tammy glared at him. ''Come on kiddies, in a circle." So Izzy, although reluctant, sat between Caine and Mae, across from Tammy and the blonde boy with red streaks. 

"You all know how it works." Tammy said, holding up a mostly empty bottle. She downed the rest and put it on the ground sideways. "So let's play." She spun it. It circled, circled, circled and slowly...landed....on....Miranda. 

"Miranda!" Tammy grinned. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth." She said firmly. Izzy took a chug. Everybody booed. 

"Ok." Tammy pouted. "Who was your first kiss?" Miranda flushed in embarrassment. "And where!" Tammy added. 

"I...um...haven't had my first kiss yet." Her cheeks reddened as everyone burst into outrageous laughter, except for Izzy. She kept her eyes locked on Miranda, no laugh coming out, just a silent stare. 

"Yeah, laugh it up." Miranda mumbled, spinning the bottle. It stopped on Dan, who was sitting between Tracy and a ginger with a huge bust. "Truth or dare, Dan?" Miranda asked. 

"Dare." Dan stuck out his chest. 

"Okay, I dare you to...eat one of Mrs. Reid's ghost peppers." Dan paled and Tammy grinned, whipping out of jar of peppers out of nowhere.

"I keep the jar close just to fuck with people." She declared, handing over one of the biggest peppers. Dan swallowed thickly before quickly shoving it in his mouth. Two seconds afterwards, he began to throw up on the floor behind them. 

"EW!" Tracy and the ginger shrieked, jumping up.

"This is so going on Facebook." Stacy cackled, videotaping it. 

"NEXT!" Tammy cried out.

"I'll go for him." Boothe offered, seeing how Dan was busy puking. He spun the bottle and it spun and spun and spun and landed...on Izzy.

"Fuck." Izzy muttered. 

"Truth or dare?" Boothe asked, eyes narrowed. 

"Truth." Izzy replied, giving him a cold stare. 

"BOO!" Tammy booed.

"Have you ever killed anybody?" The silence after his question was shell shaking. Nobody could say anything.

"Boothe." Miranda finally hissed, eyes wide as she glared at him. He just kept his eyes on Izzy. Izzy stood up, straightened up her shirt and turned to the door. 

"327." She said calmly as she walked away. 

"What?" Baine asked. 

"I've killed 327 people."