Cia trembled at the back seat, fearing for her life as Brandon turned a corner, almost knocking a trash can over. Honestly, she'd rather be pulled over and go to prison, rather than... socialising.

The tires screeched as the music blasted. Cia quietly cowered in the corner, covering her ears, while Brenda was jamming out crazily along with Mellisa. Giorna was... counting money? While the car was shaking from all the commotion inside the car.

"We're here girls~" Brandon sang out, as they stepped out of the car and onwards the booming house before them. It was flashing lights inside and screaming can be heard. Great. Awesome. Cia wanted to die right now-

"Hey! Hello ladies~" a receptionist winked at them- Cia almost peed her pants. He was... winking... at... her. KILLHERNOW-

"Ow- Shane! No need to elbow me!" He rubbed his arm as he composed himself. "Can you state your names please?" Cia froze up. Then relaxed a bit. Surely they wouldn't have planned that far ahea-

"Ah good, good... Brandon Clark, Brenda Clark, Giorna Green, Mellisa Chang, and Cia Flour"

***

"Yeah, yeah... I'll be there. Just wait for me- what? No, no... I have the cake, don't worry." Chad slammed the door shut. He walked towards the huge house, with music blaring inside. "...okay. Bye."

Sighing in annoyance, he swung the door open. After a minute of squeezing through the crowd, he placed the cake down, along with several beer bottles.

"Cia! Get out of there! Please?" A male's voice shouted towards the female toilets. There were a few people in front of it, coaxing 'Cia' out of there. They all seemed panic-stricken as they continued to shout at the stall.

Meanwhile, Cia was crying. The moment she walked in the house, she rushed towards the toilets.
Pathetic. I'm sp damn pathetic. She thought wiping her face with her sleeve. Jeez Cia. It's just a party.

She heard them knocking, but she won't budge. They'll go away eventually...

"Are you okay?"

Rainy DaysWhere stories live. Discover now