The Devils Finest Trick [JB]

Two.

Andrea was like a bat, she was quick to flee situations, mostly found in unsuspecting places, and was very nocturnal. At night, was when Andrea felt free like she could be herself without any judgement. Every night was different for her. Sometimes she would dance and sing her heart out to rap music. Sometimes she would write in her diary till she felt her eyes droopy. Other nights she would read books instead of write. But the nights that she felt extra spontaneous, she would sneak out and drive somewhere her heart desired.

Tonight she was sitting on her bed thinking about what does Nevada have to offer her late at night? Well what is Nevada most famous for? Las Vegas! She could see Elvis Presley in her head doing his little jig singing "Bright light city gonna set my soul, Gonna set my soul on fire, Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn, So get those steaks up higher." She giggled tip-toeing down the stairs of her house, shaking her chest like she was some show girl.

Andrea made her way to her Jeep Wrangler that was handed down by her uncle on her sixteenth birthday. Her sixteenth birthday was a pretty memorable day for her; she got her first job, her first car, and her first "real" boyfriend which only lasted for three months when she got into a fight with one of her friends about how Andrea stole him from her. Looking back to that day where she broke off two relationships makes her giggle, she was always astounded by how immature high-schoolers can be. Relationships didn't even really matter in the end though because she was rarely ever seen hanging out with others.

As for John and Claire's cars, they were in the garage which overall worked in Andrea's favor. She wouldn't have to worry about anyone hearing her if she had to go through the garage.

She pulled out of the driveway without her headlights on just in case anyone would see her; she definitely didn't want her ass chewed out by John. But she quickly realized that was a bad mistake when she wasn't able to see the person that was coming out of her neighbor's driveway. So when the two cars collided, causing both cars to shake, Andrea knew that she was in big trouble. But luckily it wasn't anything too serious because no airbags deployed, and other car drove off so fast she couldn't even see their license plate.

Why didn't they have their headlights on? It's not like they were trying to sneak out like her. Andrea stepped out of her car irritated with the fact that they drove off without even checking to see if she was okay; or to even look at the damage that was done. The dent on the side of her jeep wasn't too big but it surely was noticeable. She could only hope John wouldn't see.

That night seemed to be ruined to her. She couldn't stop thinking about why someone would do that sort of thing to her, and why there were people leaving Derek's house this late at night. She was so upset that she didn't even go to Las Vegas. By that time Elvis left her head to take five. Andrea went back into her room and started to pout. Pout about how that car drove off so fast she couldn't even notice what kind of car it was.

As she was getting ready for bed she noticed a bright light pass over her curtains. Who would be here this late at night? Maybe it was that car that hit her and drove off. Well she too didn't have her headlights on but that wasn't the point. Who is that? Andrea rushed to the window taking a peek to see if it was someone noticeable. It wasn't. She couldn't recognize the person.

Andrea went to sleep that night upset about how she had been here for a week and a bunch of things already happened to her. She basically flashed a whole party of people, met Justin Bieber, and her car was hit by a random person who didn't even care to make sure she was okay.

Things got worse when she woke up to a raging John who was yelling at her for denting her car. To say Andrea was scared had to be an understatement. She feared for her life when John was mad at her.