Doing Time

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Friday, October 15

I'm in prison.

This is all just a misunderstanding.

I can't believe I'm in jail.

If Ella wasn't such a dumbass I wouldn't be here.

This all happened because she got invited to this senior boy's house party. It's pretty rare for a sophomore to get invited to something like that.

Being the coward that she is, she didn't want to go there alone, so she asked me to go with her.

I said no. No one in their right mind would ever say yes to such a thing. Nicholas's parties always get out of hand really quick. There was a rumor that a girl got raped at one of his parties and she dissapeared two nights later. That's obviously bullshit. But you know what's not made up? The fact that the cops show up and arrest people every single time.

And no, that is not why I'm here. I didn't get arrested for going to that fucker's party.

Ella ended up going to the party alone. At around 9 at night she called me on my phone.

"Sara," she let out what was deifintely the creepiest laugh I've ever heard,"I'm not feeling too well."

"Are you sure? You seem fine to me." I said carelessly.

If she had been crying or if she sounded scared I might have been slightly more worried, but she was laughing so hard that I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"I have a secret to tell you." she whispered.

She definitely did not sound like herself. She's probably just drunk I thought to myself.

"I'm listening." I lied

"I have the ability to fly." She laughed again "I never told anyone so Shhhh." She whispered.

Bitch are you serious right now? All I wanted was a relaxing Friday night and this hoe had to go and fuck up.

"Okay hold on, I'm coming."

At that point I was just pissed. Ella is my best friend but sometimes she can be such a pain in the ass. Recently I feel like all she ever does is just go out, drink and flirt with guys. She's had a crush on this Nicholas guy for months now and to be honest, she doesn't stand a chance with him. I am sorry, but frankly, her chances of getting with him are so slim, it's ridiculous. He thinks of her as a little sister. And I know this because I know he has a girlfriend. I would never tell Ella, because that would crush her, but it's true.

This neighborhood seems so dangerous and sketchy at night. Every single time I walk the streets after eight, my heart races and I feel like I'm in a horror movie. There is absolutely no feeling of safety in this neighborhood and I hate Ella so much for making me come out at that time.

A I walked up the driveway, the loud music, blinding lights, screaming teenagers, and the extremely dirty front lawn gave me shivers. There were empty red cups all over the place, and at that point, I really wanted to run back home.

Suddenly someone tapped on my shoulders.

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