The Watch

Chapter 1: The Package

          Relaxing on my bed is a much needed moment at the end of my day. I have 2 essays that need finishing, and are due in less than a week, yet my friends feel the need to drag me out tonight. I wonder if I could fake an illness. They wouldn't fall for it. They're too good to fall for that. What if I ran away? For the night I mean. I could hide in the library and do my homework there. I mean, homework before partying right?

Suddenly, my door flies open, and my best friend bursts into my room.

"Danny. Get up, get dressed, and don't even think about sneaking out young man. I have this house surrounded. " Conrad screams pulling me off my bed and shutting the door.

Conrad is my best friend, but man is he a pain in my ass sometimes. He is the definition of a player, and yet all of the girls still practically bow in his presence. Honestly,  sometimes I think he has like psychic powers or something, because he can take ANY girl he wants home. Hell, he could probably convince Megan Fox to come home with him. It's the green eyes and dark hair. Definitely.

"I... don't feel good... yeah.  I've been feeling sick for the past week or so. " I say nervously scratching the back of my neck.

"Shut up Danny. Put this on. " He says tossing me a plaid shirt and jeans. " You are going out tonight if I have to drag you. I'll be outside the door, and I have Nicki watching the back of the house, so close the blinds before you change. "

He smiles and shuts the door loudly behind him.

" Must you slam every door in my house when you come over?!" I yell at him.

I slowly put what Conrad gave me on, and resent becoming friends with a party animal. Why didn't I join the nerd group? Life would be so much simpler.

" Hurry up loser! I'm not waiting for you for forever! "

That's Nicki. She is a walking bombshell. She is the most sassy person I have ever met, and she has never missed a comeback if there was one to be had. The only fear she had?  Thunder.  That's right.  Miss I'm-Stronger-Than-You-And-Cooler is afraid of thunder. If you asked her about it, she would deny it, but I know her really well. If you know what I mean... hehe. Me and Nicki used to be together, but we were never really attached. We were sort of together to torment each other. Now, me and her are split. Better apart than together. Sort of like... chips and ice cream.

"  Don't you bug me about taking forever to get ready woman!  " I holler back.

" Well I didn't know you were trying out your new makeup! I'll give you time so you can try out the smokey eye. " She replies with a snicker.

" Shut up Nick! "

I slowly walk down the stairs and lock the front door behind me. Stupid lock is sticky again. Should stop and get some WD40 before I come home.

" Are you coming princess? " Nicki says leaning over the driver door of her black 1967 Mustang from her father.  Her family is loaded.

" I call shotgun Connie. " I say to Conrad looking him right in the eye.

" That's not fair. I don't want to this wheel it! "He whines

" I could just stay home and do homework too.  You guys would have fun without me. " I say as I back up back towards the front door.  This always works.

" Fine. " Conrad slams the Mustangs door and gets in the back seat.

" Get in. " Nicki says getting in the front seat.

I hop into the passenger side, and look in the mirror at Connie. He looks pissed.

" Hey, Conrad? " Nicki says looking in the back mirror.