The 3 rules of popular

Toilet Paper and innocent old ladies

Halloween finally rolled around, and I went to Gigi's victorian style house (AKA Mansion) to get ready. I was wearing a wicked comfortable - wicked means cool in Rhode Island speak. I think -  giraffe onesie. Gigi was being a mouse and Toria was being a bunny. Kiara was going as a unicorn and Bailey was being a tiger. Lina and Piper were going to go as a cow and an elephant. A bunch of other people were going to be at the party too, but I didn't know who they were. I'm pretty sure that we aren't going to be trick or treating, but you never know. The party was going to start at five o'clock and I couldn't wait

5:00 came and the party was in full swing by five-thirty. At around eleven, someone announced that they were going to go T.P. a house. Toria and Gigi were heading out the door with the rest of the party, and I followed them, even though I knew it wasn't really right. About halfway through the walk, my stomach started to hurt. What if it was an innocent old lady's house? Or worse, a police officer's house? What if someone saw, and reported us? I couldn't do this. I really didn't want to get into trouble with my parents. 

So I did exactly what all parents hope that their kids would do. I grabbed Lina and walked back to Gigi's house. As soon as we got into Gigi's house, I sat down on the couch and called my mom.

"Hi, Mom."

"Hi, honey," My mom says, "What's up?"

"I don't feel good," I say weakly. "Can you pick me up?"

"Okay. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." And with that, my mom hangs up.

 As I sit on the couch, I realize that I'm not following the second rule, which is; Go to parties and host some of your own. I'm pretty sure that that rule includes having fun at parties too. At my next party, I have to be more careful to follow the rules. I sigh and slump further down on the couch.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom really quick." Lina says, "Text me if you get picked up while I'm in the bathroom."

A few minutes later, I hear a car honk outside. I pick up my bag, hug Lina (who is back from the bathroom,) and walk outside. Mom doesn't ask me about what happened at the party as we ride home. On the way home, I scroll through Instagram posts of people trick-or-treating. People, on Gigi's page, look like they are having fun, but I know that they aren't. For once, when I look at her page I don't wish that I was there. In fact, I'm glad that I'm not.

Mom was really nice about me getting picked up, even though I was supposed to sleepover at Gigi's. She makes me cinnamon tea and leaves me to my thoughts. She only stops to remind me that she's there if I want to talk. It's almost like she remembers that I do exist.

I feel better after sleeping, so I get up and go to school. I have first lunch, but when I try to sit in my usual seat, Toria puts her hand down, and says,

"Sorry, this seat is taken."

"Yeah, by me," I reply, quoting her.

"Uh, no, by Liza."

"What?" I ask.

"Sorry, you aren't able to sit here after you left Gigi's party."

"Okay..." I said and walked away. I sat down at an empty table. I opened my lunch box, sadly. When I left the party, I didn't leave because I wasn't having fun, I left because I didn't feel good. I had texted Victoria after I left, to tell her that. I thought she understood that.

 I finished my lunch and took out my homework. I wasn't able to focus though. My mind was too busy thinking about the fact that Kylee had been right about Victoria. Victoria really could be a bully. She was nice if you were in her inner circle, but when you weren't? Well, you know what happens. Gods, I wish Kylee knew that I felt bad. I would tell her, but she probably doesn't want to have anything to do with me.  I forced my mind to focus on homework.