The New Target *under major editing*

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SKYLAR'S POV

We left my house around 8:30p.m as we started to walk to Marcus's house since it was only about 2 blocks away from mine. I felt a slight breeze as i was only walking outside wearing a blouse and shorts . I was even lucky enough to wear this because Jessie was trying to foce me into a dress. I'm really not that comfortable in dresses, especially the one that Jessie's wearing . Her dress comes just below her ass and its tight.

So yeah , not really my thing. As the breese started to pick up i started to regret nort bringing a jacket. I wrapped my arms around myself as i tried to warm myself up. As i turned to look as Jessie i saw that she was on her phone texting someone or updated a status on facebook. So i left her alone doing whatever she was doing and concentrated on walking to Marcus's house.

As we were about 1 block away from his house , i could feel the vibe of the music pumping through my veins as i started to get goosebumps. We were about 10 meters away  i squinted my eyes and saw people already laying  on the ground looking passed out and people making out at the front porch. Well as we got closer  to the couple making out it was no longer PG.

At least there were no kids hanging around at this time. I turned away  disgusted at them sucking eachothers faces off so i  walked into the house.

.Once i entered the house , the smell of alchohol engulfed me like a ton of bricks. I saw teens grinding up against eachother on the dancefloor , i saw people passed out on the couches and as we walked near a bathroom the smell of puke and alchohol had now engulfed me . I walked away from the bathroom as fast as i could to get away from that smell. I looked around Marcus's house and saw that it was a typical teenage parties , cups everywhere , music pumping and so on. I was too busy looking around his house that i had tripped over something , or should i say someone. Well lying on the ground was one of my worst nightmare . Coltin . Coltin Wilson . He's one of the jocks and well lets say during my junior years he used to push me around , insult how i look and well the list goes on and on.

It went on for about over a year. I started to get sick of him just puching me around like a doll , so i asked my dad if he could teach me boxing , and you should know what happened after i knew how to box.

As i made my way to the kitchen , i realised Jessie was nowhere to be seen . I shrugged my shoulders and went to grab a drink from the fridge. As i did i felt a large hand on my shoulder. And im pretty sure you know who it is.