Senior Year: Choose Your Own Adventure

Chapter 6

You choose to talk to the girl. "Yeah, I am," you mutter to her.

"I'm pretty good at reading people," she tells you, slouching in her chair as she talks.

"Reading people?"

You look up from your desk and notice that the girl has a lip piercing, "I can tell what people's motives are."

You shrug, "still don't get it."

"Oh well, I don't want to explain it," she stops and stares at you. "You gotta name?"

"Addie."

"Cool, I'm Jordan. You're not from here, at least I've never seen you in school before."

"I'm from Texas. So, you're right, I'm not from around here," you say.

"Wow. What brings you here, little miss country?"

You shoot a glare at her, "first of all, don't call me that. Second of all, my dad got a promotion and we had to move here. Causing me to leave all of my friends behind and starting over, my last year of high school."

"That sounds horrible," Jordan tells you.

You struggle through the rest of the day and you are relived when it's finally time for lunch. You walk into the crowded cafeteria and spot Jordan sitting at a table in a far corner. You walk towards her and drop your stuff across from her, "you're the only one that I know here."

"Fine by me, I actually wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"This girl named Kat, her and her friends are having a party tonight. They're going to have some of the good stuff," you raise a eyebrow at her, "drugs."

"You've got to be kidding me," you say.

"Nope. Look, I can't do this alone and my parents found my stash. I need to restock."

You give her a contemplating look, not sure if you want to risk getting in trouble or risk a possible friend.

If you choose to go and help Jordan, go to Chapter 10

If you choose to not risk it, go to Chapter 11