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By the end of the night two teenagers were dead.
Mason Dale was killed. His throat slit by a beers broken glass. He was found in his friends basement. Some say his death was an accident, othe...
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My phone beeped.
Austin- ur def coming tonite r8??
I smiled, a blush creeping up my neck. I told myself to calm down. It wasn't a date. Austin was just inviting me to a party. No big deal. But even though I new that, I still squealed in excitement.
Me- Of course? Should I be there by 8?
Austin- haha, your joking right?
.........
Austin- the real fun doesn't start till 12, but people start showing up at 10
Me- oh okay, yeah totally
Austin- cool. See ya soon
I knew there was no way in hell my mom would let me out that late. But this was Austin! I would sneak out, or better yet tell my mom I was at Elizabeth's. Lizzie would totally understand, plus I could convince her to come to the party with me. She needed to have some fun.
I walked to my closet scanning it for something to wear. It couldn't just be anything , it had to be perfect. I had to look pretty. I had to look good for Austin.
I pulled on a red strapless minidress. If I covered it with a sweater I could sneak it to Lizzie's without a second glance from my mom. I grabbed a pair of pumps Lizzie and I had nicknamed stripper shoes, and stuffed it into a bag. Now I was ready. I looked like somebody who would be seen at a party like this. I wouldn't look like an outcast.
I would go to this party tonight. I would have fun. And I most of all, Austin would kiss me.
