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Song of the chapter. In the street. Cheap trick.

Kendal. Flashback.

This was my first party ever. I've been to others. But never threw one. I was pretty popular back at the 'Burg for saying fuck it and dropping out. So i was expecting a bunch of people to show up to get their party on. My parents were out of town for the week. Jenna was already here. Already jamming out to some emo party playlist. I was too. But then. Some extra emo Linkin park came on and i grabbed my kylo ren mask. " WE GOT SO FAR. BUT IN THE END IT DIDNT EVEN MATTER!"

She screeched. "OH MY FUCKIN GOD." suddenly her flash went off. "We got our emo on rn. Turn up." is what she captioned it.

People were lining up in the drive way. I smackd the skip button on the dock and some heavy shit came on. I threw open the door. It was just more of Jenna and I's friends.

"I don't think anyone else is coming. A bunch of people at school got detention for getting into a fight."

"Ooh. And you didn't?" i teased. Christian was a fighter. "Hey. I have an idea! Lets run the town." i pulled the phone off the dock.

"Sounds like a plan."

Just then Erica basically kicked the door in. "BONJOUR Y'ALL."

"okay. Everyones here now. Lets gooooo." i had hold of Jenna's and Christian's hand. I wanted to go the park. Erica plucked my polaroid off the shelf.

"This is going to so much fun!" jenna screeched.

We were running down the road. I didn't live that far out of town. We got to the park by 9:30. It was cold as fuck. But we were having fun so it didnt matter. We were little careless kids, But with a higher alcohol level.

"We're like the circle from that 70's show."

A flash snapped in front of Jenna and I. We were swinging. "Are we tumblr yet." i jumped off swing. "Fuck." i coughed. "Pain. And not the- ooh. A cigarette. Gimme."

"Say please."

"Just fucking give me the smoke, Christina." i teased.

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Flash back over.

I was about to bash Christian's head through the windsheild of his stupid loud truck. "SHUT THE FUCK UP. OKAY. WE'RE STILL NOT FRIENDS, CHRISTINA." I snapped punching him below the ribs. "You'll be bait. So will you, old man. Don't get any ideas." i hissed. I was done. One hundred percent done.

"Piss off." I hit the brakes. "GET OUT. GET THE FUCK OUT. THIS IS MY TRUCK NOW. GO." Now I was brandishing my knife at Christian. His dad was already out of the car. "GO." I flicked the blade at him.

"I'm only leaving because my dad is!"

I punched the steering wheel. "OUT." I looked in the rearview mirror and saw the others surprised faces. I put the truck back into gear and it lurched forward. I was screeching in pure anger. I looked in the rear again and saw smoke rising from the other vehicle. They knew the drill. They threw there bags in the back. I traded places with Alec. I can assume we're the only two that know how to drive it correctly. I climbed into the bed with Toby and Jenna.

"This seems really cliché."

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