Hey guys!
Ben here. So, here it... goes...?
I was at Devin's party along with the rest of my friends. Even though I practically hated her, I had to admit, she throws the best house parties.
I saw Rae and Erinne come inside. I tried walking up to them, but the huge wave of people stopped me. And soon, Rae came to us.
"What's up party people!" She shouted.
"How many shots have you had to drink?" Julian asked.
"I dunno, like, four."
"Where's Erinne?" I asked her.
She put on a serious face and looked beside her. "She isn't here. Shit!"
"We all have to search for Erinne, then. Mr. Layne said that she's never been to a house party, who knows how she'd react with alcohol," I said.
Everyone nodded and started searching a different part of the house.
Even though we all barely know Erinne, she'll still be our next gang leader—yeah, that's right. All of us are in a gang. Well, I'm in a different gang, but I'm still under the same soon-to-be gang leader: Erinne.
At first, I went to the most obvious spot: the houses' bars. I mean, if Erinne was drinking, she'd be there.
"Hey Bennie-boo," someone said in a flirtatious voice. I silently sighed before turning my head around.
"Hi Devin," I greeted back. She was sitting on one of the seats, pouring vodka into a red cup.
"Wanna get out of here?" She asked as she grazed her hand over my arm.
I quickly put my arm off my table and scoffed. "Have you seen Erinne- err- Genevieve?"
"No," she said innocently. "Why?"
"No reason."
Devin took out a small white capsule and opened it, pouring its minerals inside the cup.
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Beyond These Barriers
ActionOne girl. One new town. And one hell of a well-kept secret. That's all it took to turn Erinne's life into a living nightmare. ... or so she thought. ---- Sixteen year-old Genevieve Erinne Layne has had the pleasure of living a foolproof normal life...