Alissa
"Come on, Lissa. Please come to the party with us on Saturday? We graduate tomorrow. This is like our one last throw down before leaving this town." Meg tries so hard to get me to listen to her. Yeah right. I switch the phone over to my right shoulder, while I put my books in their box.
"We could always have our own party of just the three of us and you two could come over and help me pack." Sarcasm drips from my mouth and Kat laughs. "I am being serious. I am not, will not ever go to a party in this town or anywhere. Sorry guys, you guys go ahead. I wouldn't be welcome." I hang up, ending my line of the call, leaving them to finish the conversation.
I should have known that they wouldn't take no for an answer, because twenty minutes later they come storming into my room and practically unpack every box that has clothes in it looking for the right outfit. No one but me would already be almost done packing before we have even graduated. But that's what happens when you really want to leave. Meg and Kat force me to go and I relent saying that I will be the DD, knowing that some stupid person would take alcohol and they would drink. I hate parties.
Kayden
"Why do we have to do it here, again? Why can't one of my friends have the party? They all want to." I try to talk my mother out of making snacks for everyone and to listen to me.
"Kayden, we always throw the parties and you know I don't mind. Your father and I will be out of town and we already got a DJ for you. You are graduating and as the head of the class, you should be the one with the party. End of discussion." She starts rolling more dough out and grabs a cookie cutter. "Oh, one more thing. There is beer downstairs, make sure that beer doesn't end up on the carpet." So in other words, the beer can be put out, but make sure that there are no fights where people will spill it.
"Sure. Fine. Whatever."
As long as I don't have to clean it up, I am fine. I head upstairs to get a head start on my packing. I am heading to California for college and am staying there, so I am taking most of my stuff with me. My parents were able to work with the dean of the school to allow me to live off campus as a freshman, which will be nice in their opinion. They say there is more time to study and concentrate on school and sports, and less parties going on around me, if I'm not living on campus.
There is a knock on my door and without waiting for an answer, my mom opens the door.
"What?"
"You should invite Alissa, Kayden. I haven't seen her around here in years."
"We haven't been friends since freshman year." She opens her mouth to speak. "Don't ask. I have no clue why. Before break, we were friends, and then her family goes on vacation in Florida, and she comes back different and wouldn't talk to me."
"Oh. Well still, go over there and invite her to your party." She exits the room, not giving me any room to argue. Alright then. I will go over there.
I slip on my shoes, grab my keys, and go out to my car. I back out of the garage and head the few miles to Liss' mansion. Yes, I said mansion. It is not a house, too big to be a house. Once there, I turn off the car and sit there for a few minutes, trying to talk myself into this. Why I listened to my mother, I have no fucking clue why. I get out of the car and go up to the door and ring the bell. Margaret, Liss' mother answers the door.
"Kayden, what an excellent surprise. How are you doing? You haven't been here in ages. Come on in." She has way too much energy. And is way too perky.
"Hi. Is Alissa here?"
"Yes, she is. She is up in her room. You can go on up." She heads out of the room.
I hesitate for just a moment before heading up the stairs.
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Trusting My Friend
Teen FictionAlissa Jamieson is trying to learn to have trust in her friend after a rough run in high school. Dealing with bullies - people whom she used to be friends with - who don't know why she stopped hanging out with them. Kayden Ross wants to know why Al...