This is the last… okay maybe second to last, chapter I'm writing until I actually work out a plan for what's going to happen. So I'm going to work on plotting that tonight and… hopefully not fall asleep at the computer desk. I'm sick right now : P yuck.
It had taken close to an hour to get everything packed that Sharpay decided Kiki would need and finally Kiki was in the Black convertible on her way to Larissa's house. The paper Larissa had shoved in her face had the address on it. She pulled into the driveway as a girl got out of a mini van. The girl, and her mother, gaped at the convertible a moment until Kiki caught them.
"I'm going home." Kiki muttered, turning to put her stuff back in the car.
"Kiki! You came!" Kiki groaned as Larissa came running down. She grabbed the messenger bag from her and looked at the car. "Nice." She smiled, gripping Kiki's wrist and pulling her into the house.
Larissa's house was smaller than the Evan's home, but it was decent sized. Two stories with an attic, where Larissa's room was, but that wasn't where they were going to sleep. Larissa explained that due to space issues they'd be sleeping in the living room, but hanging out in Larissa's room until her parents went out on their date and her brothers went to their friends'.
"Mom! This is Kiki." Larissa said as she pulled Kiki into a kitchen. A plump woman with short brown hair looked at them and smiled.
"Pleasure to meet you Kiki. I'm Larissa's mother Dana."
"Nice to meet you too."
"Surprised to see you here though, from what Larissa said I didn't think you were coming."
"I… changed my mind." Kiki figured saying her brother was bribing her with a car would be a little… bratty. The front door opened and two teenage boys walked in, maybe three years older than Kiki and Larissa.
"Whose car is that out there?" One of them asked.
"What car?" Dana got up and went to the window.
"The black convertible." The other boy asked.
"Oh umm… that's mine." Kiki answered, tucking her hair behind her ears.
"Wow, that's… a nice car. A birthday present?" Dana asked.
"No, actually it was my brother's. He got a new one and gave me his old one."
"That's an old one?" the boys asked.
"Luke. Kiki these are my brothers, Luke and Lance."
"Luke, Lance and Larissa…" Kiki blinked.
"Coming from a Kiki I'd say you had no room to talk." Luke nodded.
"Luke!" Larissa exclaimed, waiting for Kiki to explode. Kiki just laughed.
"You're right, so let's go." Kiki looked at Larissa. Larissa grinned and lead Kiki up the stairs. "You know… I can carry my own bag." Kiki told her as they got to the attic.
"No need, we're here." She pushed open the door and Kiki was met with the site of about five girls sitting around giggling.
"Oh sweet Jesus." Kiki muttered, stepping over a backpack.
"Guys, this is Kiki." Larissa introduced.
"Right, you're the basketball chick right?" one girl asked.
"Sure." Kiki went to sit on the bed next to Jessica.
"You look terrified." Jessica commented.
"I am." Kiki jumped when her cell phone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket and held it to her ear. "Hello? Hey Ry. Yeah I'm here. Oh it's exciting, though I may change my mind on that car thing. Yeah apparently it's not normal for a teenage girl to have a… oh hahaha you're hilarious. I'm hanging up. See you tomorrow." She pressed the red phone and shoved it in her pocket. The other's had moved on and one girl, Kim something or another, sat at the computer.
"Okay, let's try someone else. Oh! Kiki and…"
"Rocket man!" Larissa piped up. Kiki looked up with a frown.
"Huh?" She asked.
"Do you have a crush on him?" Kim asked. Kiki nearly gagged.
"I'd love to crush him, right under my foot." She glared at Larissa, who grinned.
"James Zara and Kiki Evans." Kim typed away.
"Ooh, too bad Keiko, it says you two aren't compatible."
"Don't call me Keiko, and I could have told you that."
"Wait, James? Does that mean you need full names?" Jessica asked. Kim nodded, quirking an eyebrow. "Kiki's full name is Kiely Killian." Kiki turned her glare to Jessica.
"How do you know that?"
"I work in the office sometimes, I saw your file. Kiely Killian Aleksandra Evans." Jessica recited.
"You scare me… and piss me off." Kiki informed her.
"I'm glad." Jessica grinned. Kiki made a face and Kim squealed.
"You're compatible. According to the site you two are going to start dating and eventually get married." Kiki gawked.
"What exactly are you doing?"
"This site, you put your name in and it uses some number system to decide if you and a guy are compatible. It's math." Another girl, Laurie explained.
"That's stupid." Kiki deadpanned. They all stopped and looked at her.
"What? Kiki, it's math, math is always right."
"First off they don't take into consideration all components of compatibility, your name shouldn't be why you marry someone. That site doesn't know that the very thought of Jimmie Zara makes me want to murder someone." They stared at her a moment.
"Wow, you can suck the fun out of anything." Laurie nodded.
"I'm realistic, sue me." Laurie opened her mouth to say something but Larissa cut her off.
"Okay, no more name games for Kiki, got it. How about…"
"Larissa and Donny." Kiki jumped in. Everyone turned to look at her. She shrugged innocently.
"You're insane." Laurie decided as Kim typed the names.
"Ooh, not so compatible."
As the party went on Larissa's parents ordered Pizza and the girls talked and, quite frankly, it all bored the crap out of Kiki.
"Okay you guys, time to get changed and head downstairs." Larissa announced. The girls all started debating on who would get the bathroom to change first, meanwhile Kiki was pulling her shirt over her head.
"What are you doing?" Laurie asked.
"Changing." Kiki answered, fishing her tank top out of her bag. She pulled it over her head before unhooking her bra. Between sports and having a roommate, and knowing that honestly she didn't have anything the other girls didn't she just didn't care. She pulled the shirt down over her stomach and stood up, pulling the shorts out of her bag.
"Well then…" Larissa shrugged, if Kiki didn't care why should she? She pulled her own shirt off and started to change, it was just like in gym. Eventually all the girls changed and went down to the living room where everything was moved out of the way and they started spreading out their sleeping bags.
"So Kiki." Michelle asked as they settled in. Michelle had arrived at the party about ten minutes after Kiki had. "What was boarding school like?"
"Was it like it is on TV? Parties, sex, drugs and drinking?" Hannah West asked. Kiki just stared at her a moment.
"I went to a school for the gifted that only took people that were serious about getting into the best schools. Our parties were studying in the halls and drinking regular Coke." Kiki answered, pulling her hair up into a ponytail.
"Is that where they taught you to be such a cold hearted bitch?" Laurie asked. Larissa gapped at her.
"Yeah, where did you learn it?" Kiki smiled her sweet little smile and cocked her head to the side.
"Okay now you listen to me,"
"Laurie!" Larissa interrupted. "Just… calm down okay. There's no need to,"
"AHHHHH!" Jessica and Kim screamed, pointing at the windows.
"What?" Hannah asked.
"There's someone out there."
"It's a very populated world, you need to be more specific." Kiki quirked an eyebrow.
"In the bush! We saw someone." Jessica insisted. Larissa got up and went to look.
"I don't see anyone." She said. Kiki jumped when her phone rang. It was the number that called her the day she got cut. She answered it, putting it on speaker; maybe if they spoke the other girls would know the voice.
"Hello?" She asked.
"We can see you in there. You look lovely in those blue shorts." A strange voice said. Hannah and Kim screamed and looked out the window.
"You're funny, why don't you tell me that to my face?" Kiki asked.
"Go to the back door." The voice said, and then hung up. Kiki sighed and walked over to the door. The girls followed about ten feet away. Kiki unlocked it and yanked it open as Larissa came up behind her.
"AHHHHH!!!" a group of people in masks jumped out and pushed into the house. The girls screamed and ran as the people danced in, grabbing at them. Kiki sniffed the air and her eyes narrowed.
"Nasty Magnet crap. Zara!" She slammed the door and everyone turned. The guys pulled their masks off. It was the basketball team.
"How'd you know?"
"Because Jimmie smells like a skunk." Kiki shoved the male and walked past them. "It that your cell phone number?" She asked.
"Maybe." Jimmie smiled. Kiki punched arm and they headed for the livingroom, where the basketball players were setting up Larissa's brothers' Wii.
"You guys, you can't stay." Larissa insisted, looking around.
"Come on Riss. Your parents won't be back until late and it'll be fun." Kiki pouted, climbing over a couch. Larissa looked at Kiki and sighed.
"Fine, but if you break anything,"
"Then it was Jessica." Kiki grinned, grabbing a wii-mote. "Now who wants to get their butts kicked?"
As the night went on the games settled and everyone sort of just sat around hanging out while Laurie and Michelle went to make Hot chocolate for everyone.
"Kiki." The blonde looked up to see Jimmie with two cups of cocoa.
"Hmm?" She asked, He motioned for her to come with him and led her out to the porch, taking a seat on the porch swing. Kiki sat next to him and he swung them back and forth slowly.
"It was crowded in there." He shrugged.
"Hey Rocket man, how'd you get my number?" Kiki asked.
"Your sister. I heard her giving it to Larissa." Jimmie answered, sipping the hot chocolate. It wasn't really all that cold out yet, but it was going to get that way soon. She drew her knees to her chest while he kept rocking them.
"I'm going to murder her." Kiki muttered.
"Hey, at least it was me calling you and hanging up, not some creepy guy."
"Actually,"
"Shut up." Jimmie rolled his eyes and shoved her playfully.
"So, why'd you keep hanging up? To try and scare me?" Kiki asked, pulling a loose string off his jeans.
"Umm… yeah." He nodded. Kiki looked up at him with a frown, but he was looking the other way. She shrugged it off and smiled, looking at the basketball goal surrounded by a small bit of concrete, a makeshift court.
"Let's play." She got up and went to her car, pulling a basketball out of the back seat. She held it up and shook it, grinning. Jimmie smiled and jumped up, putting his cup next to hers on the porch.
"You're going down Evans."
"In your nightmares Zara."