River Fire
Written By: Katie
Prologue
The bedroom door was closed but the room was anything but quiet. On the lower floor of the Wethersfield's river side house. Mr. and Mrs. Westerfeld were gone as usually leaving there only son Nate home alone, who was currently letting what seemed like the entire roster of Knights Ridge Prep School enter the house.
The music was blaring through the shocking speakers not only in one room but the black rubber wires were running through the hallways leading through out the entire bottom floor letting the black speakers bounce with musical notes.
The house was full of students ranging from fourteen years of age through those getting ready to leave the small town of Knights Ridge in a few weeks. Charlotte Myers innocently unaware as she was carrying her red plastic cup filled to the rim with beer from the bathroom where there was a constant line going in and out, because the two oversized kegs were sitting in the Wethersfield's bathtub.
But behind the closed door the room was just as loud, the music echoing up the stairs and through the walls but suddenly it seemed as if two heavy breaths over came any noise or silence that could be heard. The window was open letting the shining moon fall in through the otherwise dark room.
"What are we doing?" Serena questioned out of breath as her hands tugged at Noah Scott's clothes as the fumbled across the carpeted floor falling onto the bed, although she questioned her own morals, and how she was betraying her own best friend she couldn't help herself, at this point it hurt too bad not to do it.
"What are we not doing?" Noah questioned in the heat of the moment as he pressed down on her slim body kissing softly along her smooth neck. She reached her arms down grasping at the edge of the Abercrombie tee shirt and pulling it over his head. He slowly inched his hand down her waste and up her skirt and grabbed the top of her panties.
"We can't do this." Serena moaned as Noah tossed her underwear across the room, her voice was deep and heavy as if saying the words were just a ploy to make herself feel better until she could press his lips upon hers again. "Then why don't we stop?" Noah Scott asked leaning completely on top of the young seventeen year old blonde, his face only centimeters from her playing a torturing, sexy game. "Shut up." She moaned with a smile as she pulled his head down to her lips but his soft shaggy light brown hair.
Chapter One
8 months earlier.
The foliage was slowly beginning to brighten on the trees and within the next few weeks they would be scattered along the small town roads and the covering the green grass of all the lawns. It was becoming increasingly colder with the coming days, hitting its highest peak with the soft breeze drifting across the small river that ran through the middle of the town.
The scent of burning firewood filled the air entering through the open window of the high school English classroom. Its was the last day of October and there was a hush sound of gossip and happy yelps of the nights escapades in the hallways even if most of those who spoke of it were too old to actually partake in the ritual that would take place later that night.
There were those who would sit at home watching scary movies either by themselves or with a few friends pigging out on the candy that was meant to be handed out to the middle and elementary school kids. While those who were going to dress up would most likely be headed to a party at one of the several houses that hosted them annually on all Hallows eve.
But most upper class men at Knights Ridge Prep school would be attending the Halloween party that was featured in the middle of the woods based in the back part of Knights Ridge where they could bring alcohol and illegal substance without bother, listen to the soft chatter of gossip and the whistling of the river running its course. Not to mention keep alive a tradition that hosted itself for over twenty years.
Knights Ridge was a small town based in northern Connecticut, the kids were over sexed and partook in to much underage drinking too soon, the parents worked hard during the day and hid their private life's at night and the gossip was heavy between both the kids and the parents.
The local paper came from the nearest publishing center in Hartford the states capital nearly thirty five miles away. In order to receive decent cell phone reception you had to stand deathly still at the least sixty feet away from the river, which left few and far spaces between to have a conversation, and most likely the same distant to the actual persons house.
The mayor's office was a small brick building in the middle of the town behind the elementary school. Mayor Baxter did his most town work at night when he wife was gone for a business trip and his many mistresses ranging from Principal Right to Mrs. Curtly the sixty year old baby's boutique owner, slipped in and out of his understated mansion.
The people who lived in Knight's Ridge had too much money to count and it was more then they should have living in a small town which left the town nearly empty on all major holidays and during the course of the summer months as most if not all of the families traveled to both exotic and expensive places according to the time of year.
And while Knight's Ridges finest weren't traveling the globe they were sulking around the town causing trouble that usually wasn't punishable by any law since the closest fire and police station was pushing twenty miles away in another slightly larger town called Capeside. While all those things important were a day's road trip the closest mall and shopping center was too in Hartford, although the trip seemed long it was almost always worth it.
The clock was nearing two o'clock when the bell at Knight Ridge's Prep school would ring and all those inside would hurry away to prepare for those events occurring later the Halloween night.
"Serena!" Charlotte-Marie Myers called jogging down the walkway leading away from the high school and towards Serena Allen a high school junior with killer navy blue eyes that could speak the world to you and short perfect blonde hair that made even some senior boys swoon when she entered a room.
Charlotte quickly catching up to Serena took a deep breath and opened her mouth again. "So is everyone coming to my house tonight?" She questioned as her long wavy brunette hair crossed against his back as the air ran through it. "Nate invited us over, since his house is closer to the cove."
Charlotte nodded as they both opened the two back doors of a white SAAB and slammed the tight. The two front seats were already filled as they left the parking lot of Knight's Ridge Prep school the excitement was already setting.
"Alright I see you guys at eight tonight right?" Nate Westerfeld asked as the car came to a stop. Noah Scott nodded as did the two girls sitting in the back seat. "Noah can you bring a couple six packs, Steve said were running low on supplies." "Sure." Nate smiled happily is perfectly white teeth and left the car walking up his long driveway towards a large brown house his toned muscles left to be seen later that night.
"One of you want to hop up front?" Noah asked non-chantly. Before taking another breath Serena jumped up in his short lilac jersey dress and slid off the seat dividers flashing her butt cheeks to Charlotte who was left in the back seat alone.
"I guess I'll drop you off first then Charlotte- Marie." He said with a slight smile knowing his was digging into her nerves. "Oh shut up Noah, and once again I don't know why I have two first names." She rolled her light green eyes underneath her clean cut dark bangs.
It wasn't hard to get place to place along the ridge all the main spots were sported in a straight circle around the river. When the white car came to another stop Charlotte grabbed her bag and opened the door. "Thanks Noah… sees you guys later." She called before once again jogging up the steps to the houses.
"Now just for you." He said with matching blue eyes to Serena although not nearly as deep a blue. His hair was a shaggy light brown that gave him a look that made you think the world had nothing wrong with it. When he smiled you knew he meant whatever he was saying and even if he wasn't he did his best in making you believe that was.
"I'll bring champagne for later." Serena Allen said with a devilish grin as Noah neared both their houses that were only two blocks away. "Sounds good." "Doesn't it?" She said, Serena was almost always happy and even if she wasn't she was good at hiding it just as Noah was good at hiding his true feelings. Both high school juniors deserved Oscar nominations. We'd only have to see who would win.
She drank in one last look at him, taking his presence into her memory until later the night he finally shifted his leg from the seat and by accidentally opened the cars trunk, completely ruining the moment if there ever was one. "Can you close that on your way out?" He asked politely. "Yeah… sure." Serena replied moving from the car only minorly embarrassed. "And Serena?" He asked as she slammed the front door shut a little disappointed. "Yeah." She responded as she leaned over the open windows mantel letting her cleavage hang over.
She knew perfectly well that her skirt was too short and too low cut in the front but that was nothing she ever seemed to worry about, although she was anything but a slut. "You want to come to the party with me?" He asked taking a quick look down her purple top. "You mean like a date?" She asked sarcastically. Noah Scott shrugged in a boyish way making Serena have to bite her lip in order to hide her gushing.
"Yeah… I suppose I could do that." She said sarcastically hiding her true excitement as she backed away from the white car. "Then I'll meet you at Nate's?" Serena Allen nodded her short blonde strands swaying back and forth. "And wear something nice." He said with a slight joking glimmer. "Shut up Noah." Serena cried with a smile as she began walking up the steps towards her house. "You know I always look good!" she yelled raising her arms over her head as she took one last glance towards the SAAB.
Charlotte-Marie Myers meanwhile was standing in front of her enormous closest that sat at the right side of her baby blue colored bedroom walls. It was packed full of clothes according to color, the rainbow seemed to be hiding between the two wooden doors ranging from blacks to the more rare colors like seaweed turquoise and tangerine icicle pop orange. Her shirts were hung in chronically order on the bottom string of the hangers while her dresses also arranged perfectly sat above along with the jackets and coats.
Piles of pants and skirts were folded perfectly along the carpeted rug underneath the other array of clothes. If Charlotte wasn't such a typical Knights Ridge girl who had tons of money, ignorant parents and a beautifully expensive wardrobe including amazing perfect brown shining hair then she might have been taken as a dork. Since Charlotte-Marie tended to be a neat freak, always arranging things according to colors and numbers, dates and alphabetically.
She was meticulous about her homework and would die if she got anything lower then an A- on a report card and that was pushing her limits. But even so she was somehow lovable and easily let her hair loose especially at a party with alcohol, which all the parties in Knight Ridge were, she was known as a light weight and a typical make out slut when she downed a couple too many beers. And this was how she kept her high standing in the community of a small town. Charlotte-Marie was a high strung high school party girl.
She stood in front of her closest her lean arms resting on her smooth hips as she eyes constantly stared at the piles of clothing; it seemed as if they were all one after ten minutes of consecutive staring. She had already fixed her makeup about five times and critiqued her wavy brunette hair that hit just across the bra strap line.
Her bangs were dissuffled above her brow from staring for so long. She finally ruffled her long manicured fingers through them straightening them out across her forehead. "I don't care anymore!" She cried after pulling out a pair of dark wash, low rise skinny jeans and a royal blue tube silk top. She looked in the mirror fairly pleased with the clothes lying across her pale thin body. She squirted a couple sprays of Marc Jacobs Daisy perfume across her body and grabbed her black cashmere cardigan and ran for the door.
Nate Westerfelds had said goodbye to his parents nearly an hour ago, both Jane and Phillip Westerfelds were heading for a Halloween party out of town in Hartford. Just another fundraiser for them to donate their money to so they could appear gracious. Nate stared at his muscle toned body in the mirror his blonde hair still damp from the shower as he tugged his black pants around his slim waste. He rubbed his fingers across his six pack quickly just admiring how amazing he looked to both him and the rest of girls in Knights Ridge.
He finally smiled his white teeth shinning in the moon that was beginning to appear over the night sky and pulled a white polo over his head before walking downstairs to the tone of a doorbell ringing. "Oh it just you." Nate said obnoxiously as Noah Scott pushed his way through the door. "I dropped the shit off at the cove already; Steve and Ryan are down their setting up." Nate nodded.
"Where's your sister?" Noah rolled his eyes. "She's still getting ready… you know she's only a freshman, and I find it kind of skeevy that your so excited she's coming." "Dude who says skeevy?" Nate spat crossing his arms as he closed the door behind Noah. "And I'm not excited, I'm aroused. Katie's hot." Noah reached his arm over his head and scratched the back of his neck. "That's gross; you've known her just as long as me. And to think you've been checking her out since she was born is just sickening on so many levels." Noah said sarcastically. "I haven't been checking her out since the beginning of time man. Just since the beginning of this year, you never told me that over summer vacation her rack got so big… so I was in for a surprise."
Nate smiled a devilish grin. "I'm sorry I'm not checking out my sisters breasts… but I did notice you mom hasn't looked too pleased lately maybe I can help her out with that, she has a pretty good rack herself." "Now that's gross man, that's my mom." Noah rolled his eyes as she sat down on the Westerfelds couch.
"So where is everyone?" Noah continued crossing his right leg over the left. Nate shrugged. Just at that moment the front door burst opened and two blondes and a brunette walked through the front door. "I got the champagne!" Serena yelled with excitement a little too thrilled about the night ahead of her. She set down two bottles of the finest bubbly on the coffee table. Noah looked up at her wearing a short purple leather skirt, a tank top and a black cashmere sweater. He took a deep breath just at the sight of her.
"Shall we go?" Charlotte muttered as she looked out the window behind where they all stood. "Ryan, Steve and Emma are standing outside." "Yeah I guess so." Noah said standing up grabbing the two bottles of champagne and handing one to Serena as they headed towards the door.
Nate walked across the wooden rubbing his hands together with a slight grin. "And Katie! How have you been?" He cried as she rested his arm around the blonde freshman. "Fine I guess." She said modestly as Nate continued to walk out of the house following the rest of them with his arm resting around Noah's little sister.
Halloween had already started for all of the younger kids as they went running house to house in their costumes dressed as spice girls, Spiderman and Harry potter. While the elder Knight Ridge kids were walking down the long steep hill drinking champagne from the bottle they're hands engrossed around each other just getting to party beneath the skylight moon, readying for their life's to begin.