Amber was the first one out of the car, when my mom pulled into the driveway. The door was unlocked, so Amber didn't have to wait for mom or me to go up and unlock it. I saw her body disappear behind the wooden door. My mother sighed heavily then I went up and hugged her.
" I love you and your friend, but the way they act sometimes is just…unbelievable. When I was a teenager, I thought my friends were bad, but yours truly take the cake," mom kissed the top of my head then I left her to find what Amber was up to in the kitchen.
She was rummaging through our cabinets looking for any food that was "tasty". The whole time she made disgruntled and frustrated sounds. Eventually she stopped going through our food supply to look at me. Amber looked distressed.
" You guys don't have any good food," Amber looked upset with me because of the lack of "quality tasting" food I had.
" Don't worry, Luke and dad went to the store, and I'm sure they will be home soon with food you like. It will only be like another hour or so."
" Ugh, men! They can't do anything fast enough. I would have preferred going grocery shopping than going to the mall. Clothes aren't edible, Emma." I shook my head at her then grabbed her arm, pulling her towards the staircase.
" Come on, let's head to my room. Maybe I can keep you slightly entertained until they come back." Once in my room, Amber headed over towards my bed, and plopped down on the mattress. It would seem that climbing the stairs took all of the energy out of her. Amber lay there motionless and unresponsive to anything I said. I picked up a pillow from the floor, and threw it at her. Amber lifted her head up, and glared at me.
" You, missy, just started a war," she hissed coldly. Amber grabbed a pillow from the bed, and charged with full force at me. Then she went down before even moving 4 feet. Amber had landed on the flour with a loud thump because of a hand that was wrapped around her ankle. It made me kind of nervous. Who was that?
The body of a blonde teenage girl who went by the name Paisley appeared from under the bed. Amber scrambled to get off of the floor, and when she finally managed to do so, she tried to whack Paisley with the pillow. Unfortunately for Amber, Paisley was able to stop the pillow before it collided with her face.
" I think someone forgot that I have obtained a red belt in taekwondo. Let me remind you really fast." Paisley lightly kicked Amber in the stomach with her foot. Amber once again was sprawled out on the ground. She waved her hand in the air to symbol a white flag.
" That's enough, both of you. Amber has put the white flag up, and the battle is over," I declared.
" Still being a killjoy," Amber stated weakly from her spot on the floor. My response was throwing the pillow I had been holding in my hands at her. Paisley did the same with hers.
" How did you get here?" I asked her as we exited my room. Amber followed behind us.
" My dad dropped me off. Thought I could hang out with you tonight. Watch some movies, make some popcorn, and talk about boys…"
" I don't care about your mode of transportation that took you from your house to mine. I am asking how you got into my house?"
" Oh, threw the window like a normal person." I frowned at her, but she flashed a smile.
" And you call me a stalker," Amber mumbled from behind us.
" What you do is stalking. What I did was break into my best friend's home, hide under her bead, and wait for her return. You on the other hand followed a boy around the whole day, and even followed him home. You learned what school he went to, found out his schedule, and kept checking his Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and Tumblr every day religiously." While Amber looked upset about Paisley recalling last year's events, Paisley and I were laughing our heads off.
" Mom, Paisley is here. Also is dad on his way yet?" I asked her while she was once again doing some type of paper work.
" No, but I can order you girls some pizza in the meantime," she suggested.
" Alright, thanks." Mom's cellphone rang, and she answered it. It sounded like dad's voice.
" Hello? Hi honey. Oh, I understand. It's not a problem at all. Tell him I'll be there in a few minutes," my mom said then hung up, " Well, your dad has to go into work and had to leave Luke at the store in the parking lot. I'm going to go and get him."
" Okay. See you." Mom waved goodbye to us.
" Now what?" Amber asked sounding not to thrilled that the person with the money for pizza left.
" Now we watch horror movies and stay up all night," Paisley said creepily. While I went into the kitchen to make popcorn, Amber and Paisley sat in the living trying to pick a movie on Netflix. You could here them arguing over what to watch. By the time we made a decision, Mom and Luke had returned with pizza. Amber was literally drooling her brains out.
We turned the lights off so the whole downstairs area was dark. Mom was upstairs doing work, and it was just I, Paisley, Amber and Luke in the living room together watching our first movie. Amber and Paisley took the floor while Luke and I had the couch. Amber and Paisley had chosen a baby movie to start us off with. It was Paranormal Activity 3. The movie had a few jump scared, but nothing that would keep me up all night. The movie ended and we all got up to stretch.
" What's the next one?" I asked Luke. He smiled at us devilishly.
" Saw one, three, and four." All the girls looked at each other then Paisley spoke up.
" That doesn't count as a horror movie. It's more gory and gruesome than horror," she tried to negotiate out of it.
" Does gore and blood horrify you?" Luke asked her. When no response was given, Luke continued to speak, " It counts as horror."
" Alright, how about Nightmare on Elm St.? I heard that's scary," Amber suggested. No one gave a response.
" Silent Hill?" I asked.
" Or maybe the Exorcist?" Paisley finally suggested a movie. We got into an argument on which one we should watch first. Luke got bored of our arguing, and decided it would be best to leave the room. We came to a decision that we should watch all of the movies.
Amber's soft whimpers were heard from where I was seated on the couch with a blanket over my head. Paisley and Amber had decided to take the floor once again. I felt bad for Amber, but she agreed to watch these movies with us.
" Why would they do that do a human body?" Paisley asked out loud. I could tell that watching three Saw franchise movies, Nightmare on Elm St., The Exorcist, and then The Human Centipede wasn't going well with anyone. I looked at the screen just in time to see…I can't even describe what I'm seeing. Who comes up with this stuff? The woman on the screen gave a scream, but she was cut off when the TV turned off unexpectedly. Dead silence was in the air, but was filled with Amber's whimpers.
" E-Emma? C-can you t-turn the light on?" Paisley's shaky voice asked.
" S-sure." I go up from my seat, and slowly ran my hand along the wall trying the find the light switch. I was blind as a fucking bad, and this was very annoying. I found the switch, but when I tried it nothing happened.
" Don't worry you guys. I think the power just cut off. It should come back on soon," I told them. I could feel someone or something moving around me. The lights went on suddenly, and screaming was heard. Amber ran past me and up the stairs crying. I walked back into the living room to see Paisley still on the floor, and my jackass of a brother with a Halloween mask on.
" Not funny, Luke. I'm going to tell mom," I told him. I probably sounded around the age of five again, but it wasn't funny. I ran upstairs with my brother trailing behind me begging me not to tell mom. When I entered the room, mom was still asleep in bed.
" Mom, Luke made Amber cry," I told her as I shook her awake.
" They were watching horror movies, and I couldn't help myself," Luke tried to explain himself.
" Huh? What's going on? Why are you guys yelling?" mom asked.
" Luke made Amber cry."
" Luke, for god's sake leave your sister and her friends alone. And now leave me alone," my mother told us. That was the nicest way of her kicking us out of the room. Paisley, Amber, and I hit my brother with pillows for being such a jerk. We all decided that we weren't going to watch any horror movies for a while now.
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