Cassie Jenkins [On Hold]

The Party.

I got up and went into the kitchen where mum was. “Mum, can Skye come over tonight? We’re going out to meet friends though.”

“Yea, sure,” Mum said, without looking up from her magazine.

Skye coming over wasn’t an unusual thing. She was over nearly every day and there hasn’t been a weekend since I met her that she hasn’t been over at mine or me over at hers. We’d go down town and meet people. This wouldn’t be the first time we’ve been to one of these parties that our mum’s have no idea about.

“Thanks mum,” I walked out of the kitchen and lay back down on my bed.

I put my phone back in my pocket and started to think about what we’d wear when I sat up with a start when a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I could hear the door opening and the wind blowing in. The cold air wafted below my door and goose bumps spread over my arms and legs. I heard the muffled voice of my mum saying, “Come on in. She’s in her room,” and then a very familiar voice replying, “Thanks, Mrs Jenkins.”

The door closed and the wind stopped blowing. I heard the pattering of feet along the carpeted hall. My door opened and without looking, I knew who it was; my best friend, Skye.

“Hey Cassie,” She sat down on my bed.

“Hey Skye,” I said.

“So,” she turned to me with a red glow on her cheeks from the blowing wind. “How’d it go with your future husband, I mean, Jake,” She laughed.

“Fine,” I replied, not bothering to argue.

“So,” She pulled a suitcase sized bag around to the side of my bed. “I’ve got everything in here,” She put down the handle and tipped it on its side.

“Okay, did you put your jeans in and a hoodie?” I opened up my wardrobe. “Borrow mine if you want.”

“I have them. So I was thinking of wearing this,” She pulled out a see-through top, but with a strappy top attached below so you couldn’t see right through. She also had skinny jeans to put over her white short-shorts.

“Beautiful. I have this,” I pulled out a two-piece top, the bottom layer is a white top and the second layer was a half top that was grey with Silver lettering reading, CALIFORNIA GIRL.

“Awesome,” Skye smiled.

I locked my door and we quickly started to get dressed into our party outfits, then to cover up we put our jeans and hoodie over the top. Skye did the same and I unlocked my door. “Bye mum,” I shouted as I went out the door.

Skye and I walked down the avenue and talked about what could happen tonight. Of course she was going on again, about Jake and me. “Cassie, it could happen. Nothing’s impossible.”

“Skye, it won’t.”

“Well, I’m just saying it can happen.”

“Whatever... We’ll go into the public toilets to get changed?”

“Yea,” Skye replied.

The toilets were in sight, when I heard a voice in the distance. It was pitch black but the street lights shone down on the footpath and the outline of a person was coming towards us. “Is that you Jake?” I squinted, trying to make out his face.

“Hey Cass- Wow, you look beautiful,” He said and his cheeks went bright red. “Hi Skye,” He said, trying to forget about what had slipped out.

I looked at the ground and smiled, my cheeks warming in a blush. “Hi Jake,” Skye poked me in the ribs.

“The guys have gone on; want me to walk with you girls?”