The "Party"

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"So are you coming or not?", my best friend Melanie looked at me with her hazel eyes filled with excitement. She was having a party at her house since her parents are away (cliche I know)."Can't, parents want me to stay home since they're going out". She looks at me with a pouty face, her long dirty blonde hair cascading down almost hitting legs. We're in the school cafeteria sitting at a round table by ourselves, which I preferred that. When more people come along I get more nervous, I've always been more introverted except around Melanie. For some reason she's been easy to talk to, probably because she deals with a lot of shit at home. Her face lights up suddenly and turns to me,"What if you sneak out?", she gives me mischievous grin while saying that. I frantically shake my head,"My parents would literally kill me! No joke, I've seen them send my brother Brandon to his room with bruises because he came home a little drunk. Well that might be acceptable, but still!" Melanie was laughing so hard I thought the milk in her mouth would come out of her nose. The bell then rang signalling the end of lunch and I pick my bag up and wait for Melanie to stop laughing."Come on we're going to be late", with that she got up and put her tray away, grabbed her bag, and followed me to our last class of the day, english. Class goes along smoothly with only a few disruptions and the teacher yelling at a student for throwing scissors into the ceiling. I never understood why people did that, I'm more of the quiet, behaving kid that was basically a genius, so what kids call a teacher's pet. Hey if sucking up to teachers so that you can get tips and rumors is being a teacher's pet than I'm all for it . Okay so I'm not all that innocent but I keep my behavior in check so I don't sock a few people. We have the school that the no good, druggie kids go to so they have a possible future that doesn't include selling drugs. The teacher, Mr. Blanc, ends class finally and we're free from school for the weekend. Melanie happily sighs, unlike me she hates school but also hates her house, we walk towards my car to drive her home. We usually head to my house to hangout, by hangout I mean that she basically lives at my house only going to hers to grab a few things. Most of the time she comes out of her house with tears and new bruises, so I don't mind her being at my house. We make it to her house and I see her actually smile, something I thought I'd never see at the place she calls,"The Shithole"."I better see you at my house this night", Melanie calls to me. I shake my head,"Bye Melanie", again she pulls a fake pouty face. I pull out of the driveway and head to my house to prepare for a long awaited date with Netflix some pepperoni pizza. When I arrive home my brother was sprawled out on the couch watching the news. I start to head to my room,"What, No hello for your big brother?" I look back to see him propped on his elbows looking at me with his light red hair swept to the sides and tucked behind his ears."Awww, it's so entertaining to see you try and get me to actually care if you're home or not!", he looks at me holding his chest like he was shot. I shake my head laughing and run upstairs and throw my bag onto my bed. Pulling out my phone and pull out my phone and listen to some Panic! At the Disco on Spotify. With that out of the way I lay down on my bed and take a quick power nap, apparently staying up past midnight is a bad thing for your health.

I wake up to find the sun on the horizon and look at the clock showing it was a little past 6. That was a nice 3 hour nap that left me feeling only a little more rested, but I'll take what I can get. I hear a tapping on my window and look over to see Melanie outside of my window waving at me. She was still in her hot pink, long sleeved shirt and faded blue jeans. After I get over the shock of seeing my best friend on the second floor and outside my window I open it."What the hell are you doing here?!"
"Breaking you out, that's what".
"I don't need to be broken out of my own house!"
"Well apparently you do", and with that she pulls me out the window and land on a trampoline."We don't even have a trampoline!"
"Your neighbors do", I look at her in surprise. What is so important about me going to a party at her house, not to be mean but I think it'll only be is two. I'm the only person that's nice to her in the whole school, everyone else bullies get and calls her names. She drags me to a truck that I don't recognize, it might be her father's but I don't question it. We drive to get house which isn't that far away, but I pull out my phone and make sure Melanie isn't looking. When she isn't I tell Brandon (my big brother) where I'm heading to, I have a bad feeling that I can't shake about all of this. I put my phone away just before Melanie looks at me with this big smile that freaks me out. This is just too strange for me, she's acting stranger than she usually does. We pull up to her house and she gets out of the truck pulling me out of my side. She still had that creepy smile on her while dragging me behind her."We're going to have so much fun tonight Abigale!", with that she pushes me inside and follows me, locking the door behind her."Where is this big party you were planning?", I look around and see nothing out of the ordinary. Suddenly a cloth is pressed tightly against my nose and mouth setting me into panic mode. I try to struggle but the drug is acting too fast,"Oh Abigale, you were my only live guest for the Corpse Party!" I slump against Melanie as she drags me into the basement, her smile even wider now.

Hey guys, this is a new book I'll be writing along with Broken. It's to give me something to do if I have writers block with on one of them. Also, this is only going to be one book instead of a novel like Broken. See you in the next chapter!

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