The New Kid

The Rave

As I got to the gate, I delicately slipped the boots off and threw them into my open window, pulling my sweatshirt out of the bush and pulling that on.

I rushed into my house, slamming the white door shut. I started hopping on one leg while I took my shoe off the other.

"Elly? Is that you?" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen.

"Yea mom." I yelled back, the exhaustion clear in my voice.

"Are you staying for dinner dear?" she said, her voice quieter as she walked into the hall to me.

"Not tonight mom, revising with Zack again." I smiled half-heartedly at her while dropping my last shoe down on the floor and walking past.

My mom sighed and walked back to the kitchen as I ran up the stairs.

Maddi, Ronnie and I go to at least 2 parties a week. This one is the first. Now I know what you're thinking, a late night party on a Monday? The first Monday of school? Well, yes. The people in my school don't really care about what day it is or what's going on at the moment, if there's an opportunity to get drunk, do drugs and have sex, they'll jump at it.

The party has already started but, Maddi, Ronnie and I always go when the party is in full swing. We're always 'fashionably late', if you will. It's not that I care about how great the party is anyway, all I do is stand in the back, smoke a few spliffs and fool around with a few people while I watch everybody else get hammered and try to dance as beautifully as the lights can. It may not sound like fun, but that's the reason why I'm always home before midnight.

I throw my bag onto the bed before running to my desk and taking out all my makeup. I grabbed my eyeliner, dark eye shadow and mascara. I applied vast amounts of each cosmetic on my lids before teasing my hair.

I got on the floor, thrashed my hands around under my bed and pulled out my chest. Ronnie and Maddi call it 'The Slutty Chest'. This is the drawer full of all my slaggy clothes; fishnets, tube tops, miniskirts you name it, I've got it. I pulled out a pair of fishnets, black distressed hot shorts, a white lace bralette and a studded denim jacket.

Once I threw all those on I painted my nails, put on some accessories and called Maddi.

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"Hello?" she answered

"Maddi? Are you done?" I asked, shoving my phone and 50£ into my bralette.

"Yup, we're down the road."

I looked out my window and scanned the street for them. I finally spotted them three houses away, Maddi picking her nails as she held her phone in place with her shoulder and Ronnie behind the wheel of her red convertible, legs kicked up onto the dashboard and scrolling through her phone.

"Alright, be there in a second." I hung up and grabbed two other articles of clothing.

I pulled the large hoodie over my head carefully, not wanting to ruin any makeup. I then slipped on my black leggings and headed out of my room. I scurried quickly down the stairs while pulling the hood over my head.

"See you soon B!" I heard my father call out from the dining room. I lifted my hand up and waved my fingers a little as I put on my trainers.

"Bye dad, see you soon."

I ran out the door and stopped at the white gate separating me from the pavement. I glanced back at the house, making sure nobody is peeking through the windows, before yanking the hoodie off myself. My trainers were next, before my leggings.