River Edge
A Fire River Story
Written by: Katie
Chapter One
The flowers were in full bloom across the small town, small pink flowers flowing down the rivers way. The green leaves covering every tree, and every grass to its matching color perfection. And as if nothing could be any better the sky was a beautiful shade of blue every day as if it was just made for the perfection of those citizens below it coming into the beautiful April spring air.
The feeling of "home sweet home" spread through the breeze as most of the inhabitants of the over privileged small Connecticut town of Knight's Ridge were returning from the most exotic places over their spring break Paris, Québec, Aruba and all the small Bahamian islands that no one really knew their names. But Knights Ridge Preparatory School's senior class were returning from a not so family related long seven days in Cabo, across the country, for just as much partying and twice as much sun.
As if they didn't see each other enough. The limo's were pulling through the main road of the town gliding right across the river that ran through the middle of it, and the anticipation of a back to school party later that night was quick to adhere to while early gossip was already being whispered in small hushed tones.
A beautiful blonde stepped out from a sleek black tinted glass town car, her long blonde hair reaching past her shoulders, her pale skin sun kissed as she was still unable to part with her BCBG bikini hidden under her soft jersey dress. Her large Kate Spade sunglasses covered her deep navy blue eyes as she strutted up the front walkway of her not so humble abode, but her fantasy of the past week was broken by the stench of marijuana seeping through her nostrils as soon as the front door slammed.
She was most defiantly home. "Jesus Christ." She muttered under her breath dropping her large oversized bag, and sunglasses to the ground as she walked deeper into the mansion. "Hey Sis." Tag Foster said nearly choking as he pulled his face away from the clay bong he held in his hands. His beard was unruly and his body odor just as bad as the Mary Jane he had scattered across the main part of the house, without any guidance from his tacky mother, Tag was most defiantly hopeless.
"Where's my father." Serena Allen asked jumping onto the kitchen counter her long lean legs kicking back at forth as she looked at her step-brother anxiously. "There not back from Euro yet…" "Your mean Europe dumbass." Tag rolled his eyes standing up walking closer to Serena, the reigning godess of Knights Ridge, his mouth shut tight until his blew a thick cloud of smoke into her model like face. "Fuck you." Serena belted pushing Tag back from his chest. "That's not very nice." Serena Allen rolled her eyes smiling. "I got to go change…" She gleamed. "I know just the outfit."
Not to far down the river, one of the most prestigious houses in Knights Ridge front door just slammed closed to an echoing house as Myers, of the Myers and Myers Attorney of Law Firm were still away on their own spring break away from the hustle and bustle of crime and punishment. Two Knight Ridge Prep seniors walked through the front way hand in hand.
Her long dark brunette hair reached down her back as she carefully dropped both of their luggages to the ground, and shuffled her straight across bangs until they were in perfect position. She smiled, slightly up at the young familiar looking boys face as she let go of his hand. "Should I put those somewhere?" Reagan South piped up at his girlfriends bulging eyes were deepening into his soul.
"No let's just leave them in front of the door." Charlotte-Marie Myers mumbled rolling her eyes as she walked away, her lackey for lack of the better word following her dumbly. His eyes were a dark brown, though although deep always seemed to be lacking emotion just as was his brain. "My father is going to be home soon." Charlotte said softly, sounding kinder as her emotions were on edge after a long week of Regan tagging alone with her every move and the worst last twenty four hours of her life, one dumb comment after another.
"…your parents probably want to see you." She lied. "Yeah." He mumbled leaning down but was quickly interrupted. "Lip Gloss." Charlotte said sweetly as Reagan South, a fresh face to be seen, turned around heading towards the door. He was most defiantly this pint up, lace downed girls rebound. The longest rebound of all.
Right down the main road, next to the black town cars, and long stretch limos were two lonely seniors walking down the main road across the woods of the infamous Halloween party, hidden behind it the beautiful river. "I can't fucking believe this." An angry Knights Ridge senior protested his glowing eyes filled with anger as he towed behind him a large suitcase. "Oh its just a few blocks." The second senior said her long black hair reaching down, her freckles apparent next to her tan skin.
"It's just a few blocks." He mimicked her. "I can see your house." Lorelei Miller said pointing up ahead to their houses that were only a few apart. Although she was knew Lorelei had quickly gotten upon almost everyone's nerves especially on a certain someone mostly from her very existence. "Well at least I didn't tip the driver an extra forty bucks because his car broke down." Nate Westerfeld grunted as he sped up leaving his neighbor behind him slowly walking.
"He had to wait for a tow truck Natie!" "Do-Not call me that." He mumbled under his breath. "Katie does." Lorelei spoke as Nate speed up even more his perfect muscles starting to split a sweat as the mid afternoon sun hit nearly eighty degrees in the Ridge. "Look your house!" He called loudly actually beginning to run, as if he was in a triathlon, pointing to the house behind him as he ran before she could even speak another word, if anything he hated her even more than the day little miss O.C. showed her face.
"I'm home!" A beautiful young sixth senior said closing the large wide set door closed to the mansion like home with a white SAAB sitting in front of it. The reigning god walked further into the empty house. "Dad?" He called out, to no answer came from any of the rooms surrounding him except soft shuffles from the upper level.
He walked over to the counter leaving his suitcases behind near the couch, No- In Manhattan for the weekend. Catch up with your sister. Be home Sunday. A stationary piece of paper said, written by an experts hand as the shuffles from the second floor became louder until a second body appeared on top of the double wide stair case. "Noah!" A young shrilled voice called as she came bouncing down the stairs her double D breasts going even farther then the distance from the top to the bottom of the stair case.
The sibling embraced both their Caribbean blue eyes meeting quickly for the first time in over a week. "How've you been Katie?" Noah Scott asked scratching the back of his neck. "This place sucks! There's no one around, nothing to do. And all Dad talks about is going to boarding school… How was Cabo?" Katie Scott said jumping up and down her voice loud, holding her breath just not to ask what was expected of her.
"What about all your friends…?" "How was Cabo?" His younger sophomore sister piped up cutting the senior off. "It was good, really good." She bit her lip softly, just to hold it in. "Where are you going?" She pleaded as Noah began walking up the stairs of the house. "Getting ready? Aren't you coming tonight?" Katie shrieked again as she pounded up the stairs next to her brother.
It didn't take long for the Knights Ridges kids to get back in business of too much underage drinking, over sexed, high strung small town life. And just as the realization of these life's would only continue for so much longer before they all left, every party became that much more important because they were all still just waiting for their life's to begin. Because nothing lasts forever and fires never die.
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