I'm into Insomniacs (discontinued)

Party (Pt. 1)

(A/N: I drew my friend and used water color to draw it)

The limo ride was short, Candy dropping me off at the mall as I had asked so I could walk the rest of the way home. Of course, I didn't tell her that.

Instead, I told her I was going to buy a new outfit for the party, which Candy gave a sigh of relief to. Once the limo pulled away, I began my walk home.

By the time I reached the Shack, the sun was already beginning to set. Opening the door, I was instantly met with an angry face which took me by the arm and rushed me to the couch.

"Where have you been?!" Bud barked, his hands on his hips. I had completely forgotten about the episode I had had this morning, rushing out the door without saying a word to him.

In a way, I felt guilty. But more so, I felt frustrated. I was supposed to be at the party by eight. It was seven. I only had one hour to get dressed and walk to the party, which I only had vague directions to.

I stumbled for a bit, trying to figure out what to say, only for the truth to come out. "I was hanging with some friends."

It seemed harmless enough, but Bud was less than pleased with my response. "You missed your shift. Care to explain?" Bud asked gruffly.

Little did I know, it was a rhetorical question. "I forgot." I shrugged. Once again, Bud seemed to go sour with my answer. I didn't know what he wanted to hear. And he wouldn't tell me if I asked. Maybe if I played it sweet, he'd let me slip past him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I was up really late last night ready my bible and cleaning the Shack so I woke up late and was a little cranky so I decided to take a walk into town and look at nature to become one with it and I made some new friends and they're really nice because one of their names is Candy and even her name sounds sweet so you can't say I was being bad-"

And that was all I got to say before Bud completely cut me off with a sputter of surprise. "Candy? Candy Chui?! No! No no no no nopedy nope nope! You are not hanging out with her!" Bud spat.

"What? Why? She's so nice!" I argued, dropping my angel-act instantly. "She's also dating a teen-monster!" He barked back. I was stunned by his response. Would he let me hang with anyone that knew him? In a word, no. "B-but sir-" I began, but he would have it.

"Upstairs. NOW. Tomorrow you're working double time to make up for today. No breaks. Now GO." He responded sternly, pointing his meaty finger towards the steps. With a quivering lower lip, I bounced up from the sofa, anger enflaming me. "Fine!" I shouted back, if not to have the last word. I stomped up the steps, my room's door already cracked open.

I poked my head in awkwardly, seeing if someone was inside. And inside, they were. More so, he was. Gideon laid on top of my bed, a cocky smile plastered on his face.

"Dad got mad at you again, didn't he?" He taunted, sticking his tongue out like an eight year old. "Get off my bed." I grumbled, not bothering to answer.

Gideon's mood didn't seem to change, hopping up from my bright pink sheets. "It's too bad. He's not gonna let you go anywhere for at least a month with the mood you've got him in. I should know." He continued, though I tried my best to ignore it.

"Whelp, I guess you're not going to Candy's big party than?" This part caught me by surprise, turning me to face him without even thinking about it.

How did he know about the party? Even more so, how did he know I was invited? "Yah. The whole town's talking about the party. And Candy's no exception. She keeps telling people how much you adore her and begged her to invite you. You're a real suck up, you know?" Gideon chuckled.