As the packed high school halls slowly cleared with teenagers eager to go home, I stood by my locker, waiting-watching. Girls gossiping, boys pushing each other, couples kissing goodbye. I eventually closed my locker and headed for the exit. I heard someone whistle from behind me. Well it wasn't exactly someONE, it was a group of boys, seven. I turned so I could face them. The youngest looking one walked up to me and circled me.
"And where do you think you're going?" he teased.
"Home. Where do you think?" I rolled my eyes.
The boy with pink hair and a clear speaking voice said, "Nah, girl you're coming with us to a party."
I rolled my eyes again and an excited boy started asking questions.
"What's she gonna wear?" he whined.
The boy with pink hair responded, "Go home, get a sexy dress, and meet us at this address at 8." he flung a piece of paper at me, "if you're not there, we're gonna come get you and you're going to go."
They laughed as they exited.
The tallest boy turned around and bowed, "We hope to see you there!" he smiled apologetically.
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Man I didn't even know their names. Did they know who I was? And why is it they want me to go to some random party after they layed their eyes on me? What was so special about me, a sophomore schoolgirl. Why is it they want me to wear a "sexy" dress too? I should get going back home if I want to show up at this party. But then again, it would be nice if they had to come pick me up. I thought as I headed for home.
