Chapter .2 Let's Party!

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I opened my front door. And viewed all my guests crowded around my house. I grabbed both French door knobs and opened them wide to let them in.

"Hey Girl!" Anastasia said with a smile. 

"Hey!  Oh Hi, How are you Rachel? Didn't realize you where coming" I said.

Rachael nodded to me a arrogantly. I just followed everyone to the kitchen. 

After awhile all the guest's piled in and were talking and dancing.

"So Charlotte I thought your daddy was supposed to be here." Anastasia said in a rude tone voice.

"Um yeah well he left so I get to have you over for Thanksgiving in 3 days!" I yelled excitedly.

"Sweat your providing the food cause I don't want to cook." Anastasia said giving me a snotty look.

"Um okay. I was planning to do all the food anyways." I replied.

"What ever. Hey is that apple cider?!" Anastasia asked walking away.

"Hey Charlotte what's up girl?!" Rachel asked.

"Um nothing like the chicken I cooked?" I asked.

"It's kinda dry I make it better but I can always teach if you want." Rachel said with a fake smile.

"Right." I said while standing up from the chair. 

I walked onto the porch and threw myself on the swing. I lifted my feet and let the wind push me. It was already past one. I wasn't expecting everyone to stay so late.

"Man am I tired." I mumbled to myself.

"You know it's not polite to mumble." A boy's voice said.

"Oh hi Jacob." I said.

"Hey, how are you?" He asked.

"Good you?" I asked.

"Um pretty good. your dad off working again?" He asked.

"Yeah, are you doing anything for Thanksgiving?" I asked.

"No, My dad is out of town to and  obviously my mom is..well you know" Jacob said.

"Yeah I guess so." I replied. 

"Yeah..." Jacob said looking at the moon.

"I better go talk to my guest's I really don't want to but that's what I get for inviting them " I said with a small laugh

"Ha, yeah I guess so" He said.

I went back into my house and grabbed myself some food. Their was not much considering everyone ignored my text about bringing a side dish. After hours of talking the party was dying down.

I was walking towards the door to hang up someone's jacket and I saw my dad standing there. 

"Daddy, w- what are you doing here?!" I asked.

"Why are you throwing a party without my permission?!" He asked.

"Um it's just a small one?" I said 

"A small one? With this many people?" He asked.

"I'm...uh" I searched for words but found none

"Okay everyone get out!" HE yelled.

"but Daddy-"

"No buts young lady get upstairs to your room we will talk about this later." He told me.

I bolted up the stairs with tears in my eyes.

I saw my guests get shoved out the door and that was it. 




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