Looking at my bestfriend Becca like she is mental or something. "I will not go to that party your having" I said upset. "come on it will be really fun" Becca said begging me. "I will not go somewhere where there are drunk people they are dangerous" I said stating the truth. I was twirling my brunette hair around my fingers. "Look he can't come back he is dead you need to learn to get over him it has been two years since he died and your still dragging yourself through the blame" Becca told me unsatisfied. "I was raising one of my eyebrows us and started tearing up, I knew she was right I just don't want to admit. "Fine I'll go but just this one party if something bad happens I will kill you.......literally" I said very annoyed. I slammed my locker and looked at Becca acting all excited. "Nothing wrong will happen see you at 9" she was so excited just jumping, clapping, and cheering. "Bye Becca" I said waking away with my books in my hand. "Bye Dahlia" Becca said skipping to class. Ugh a whole 4 hours id my life in this death trap called school. I walked into my orchestra class period...... great I have my perverted teacher today. One of my fellow 'so called friends' looked at me and had an annoyed look on her face then looked at our teacher and rolled her eyes. I can't believe I'm saying this but when is school over so I can go to that party.
