"This is awesome!" Gwen exclaimed we got closer to the party. Music was blaring and kids were dancing. Some had beer.
"Are you sure we should be here?" Sam asked, looking nervously at the scene.
"Stop being a party-pooper, Sam!" Nat said, taking Gwen's hand and running in.
"Come on, bro. If it gets too bad we can just leave," I said.
"But Lizzy! What if we get caught?" he asked, still anxious.
"Just come on!" I dragged him in. We found Gwen, who was by the punch bowl. "This party is awesome!" she shouted over the speakers.
"Yeah! Where's Nat?" I yelled back. She shrugged. "I think with the jocks!"
Sam stood awkwardly in the corner, avoiding people. I sighed. My brother was a tough nut to crack.
We danced the night away. As One Direction's "What Makes You Beautiful" came on, we heard the door bust down.
Gwen and I gasped. Was it the police? Oh no, Mom's gonna kill me!
Kids started to scream and run away. Gwen, Nat, Sam, and I were stuck standing on the dance floor, frozen in fear.
Standing before us was four figures. They had wolf-like muzzles and fangs, ready to tear us apart. They had claws and sacks as well. They smirked at us, walking forward.
Sam pushed me behind him. I almost rolled my eyes. Sam was a good brother, but not very strong or intimidating.
One lunged at Nat, who was in front of Gwen. He fought the wolf-thing but it too strong. Another grabbed Gwen and she yelped.
One snatched Sam and then it was my turn. I kicked and screamed but it wasn't enough.
Soon, everything went black.