Chapter 6

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I looked down at the last question on my end of week quiz.

Fx= 2x (y)

I’ve been staring at it for the past 10 minutes, completely clueless about how to solve it. I peep around the classroom around me and glare at Mrs. Beznar who sits behind her desk, content with the thought of making our lives miserable. I groan in frustration and end up staring at the clock, trying to persuade it to tick a bit faster for the sake of my sanity. This is the last class on Friday and of all things Mrs. Beznar decides to give us a quiz. Finally the bell rings and everyone jumps out of their seats with uncontained excitement for the weekend. We throw out test papers on Mrs. Beznar’s desk before we run out of the classroom. Emma, Salome, Cece, Livvie and I head over to my car as the boys head to Trey’s car. We decide to blast music in the car, singing on the top of our lungs as we head to my place. The girls already got all their bags at my place so all that was left is changing into better clothes before heading to the McJerald’s place.

40 minutes later all of us are waiting in my living room as our bags are placed in a black car sent from Britt’s place. In total there was a rainbow of 14 bags being placed in the car. Everyone had 2 matching bags each full of clothes and necessities. Trey’s bags were black, Salome’s was green, Emma’s was purple, Chris’ was blue, Cece’s was yellow, Livvie’s was red and mine was black with multiple polka dots. “Alright everyone into the car or you’ll be left behind” yells Mike from the top of the stairs. We all get into his car and follow the black car to the McJerald’s house. We stop in front of a brass gate surrounded by stone hedge with the initials McJ written elegantly on the gate. Yup, this was definitely the place. It was more of an extravagant Victorian style mansion compared to the modern house I was expecting.

Everyone is amazed and staring at everything around us, from the long lane to the lush garden and finally the 3 story mansion in the middle of it all. Mike drops us off and tells us to have fun which we all agree to. The double doors are open and there’s already a butler waiting to show us in. A diamond chandelier is the center piece to the open room we’re in. Each diamond creates a ray of rainbows against the ivory walls and creamy gold tiles. Below the chandelier is the beginning of an exquisite set of stairs which seem to run through the 2nd and 3rd story. Standing on the stairs is none other than our hostess Britt. “Hie guys, you all look awesome” she says as she comes to greet us. She hugs each one of us but seems to linger longer than necessary on Chris. Cece and I share a knowing look that something more will happen between those 2.

 Rodney comes from a side door that seems to lead to a modern kitchen. He and I make eye contact and something passes between his eyes. Longing? Maybe but its gone before I can blink. Behind him are 3 hot guys who none of us have seen before. Cece gives a low whistle as Salome and Emma stare openly at them in curiosity. 3 girls from Britt’s cheerleading team-Renee, Cathy and Sammy- come from another door laughing loudly while 3 of Rodney’s closest friends- Kevin, Victor and Sam- head down the stairs behind Britt. Turns out we were the last people to get here. Britt gets everyone’s attention before talking to all of us. “Alright everybody so Amilda over there” pointing and a small Mexican lady in a maid’s uniform “will show all of us to our rooms.” Rodney stands next to his sister as he states the rules “Everyone is going to sleep in one story but girls on one side and guys on the other. No mixing and don’t go into our parents side of the house. We all agree to the simple terms and make it upstairs all talking excitedly. By 8:30pm all 18 of us know which room we’re in and the basics of the house like where the bathrooms, kitchen and lounge are. We also get introduced to each other and find out that the 3 anonymous guys are Drake, Ryan and Tony, all of who are childhood friends with Rodney. With all things settles we let the sleepover begin…

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