"Sleepover"

I stumbled out of the crossover, the sunlight was blinding.
We were at my house, picking up my stuff.

We were stopping at everyone's house to pick up their stuff.
Since, this sleepover party was a last minute thing.

I stumbled over to my front door, and pushed it open.
My parents weren't home, but Jake was lounging on the couch watching tv.

"Oh my God!" he shouted, getting up "What happened to you!?"
"I got in a fight with Tasha Palmer" I mumbled.

"When did this happen?" he demanded.
"A little after school" I muttered.

"Are you okay?" he asked, a surprising amount of concern in his voice.
"Yea, yea. . ." I muttered, wiping blood off my forehead "I'm just gonna go upstairs and change, and get my stuff. I'm sleeping over Kate's again, she's having a sleepover"

He looked like he wanted to protest.
But he bit his tongue (literally) and clenched his fists at his side.

He grunted, and nodded towards the stairs.
I consented and went upstairs.

My head was pounding like crazy.
Damn you, Tasha. . .

I went into my room, and grabbed clean clothes off my chair.
And then whirled out of the room.

I headed into the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror.

Aw, damn!

I was a total mess! I had several scratches on my cheeks, thanks to Tasha's overly filed nails. There was a newly forming bruise on the corner of my forehead. A cut over my eyebrow was bleeding. My lower lip was slightly swollen and bleeding. My hair was tangled and had dried blood and dirt in it.

I shrugged out of my beautiful jacket, and placed it on the counter.
My arms had a few scrapes on them, but not bad.

I decided to take a quick shower.
I took out my cellphone and texted Kate:

I'm gonna take a quick shower. go 2 every1 else's houses first n come back for me k?

I locked the bathroom door, and took off my bloody clothes.
Kate texted my back as I was turning on the water.

kk, c u then

I closed my phone and left it on the counter.
I got in the shower, and rejoiced in the hot water. It felt amazingly good!

I washed my filthy, notted hair.
Washed all the blood off me.

Then, got out.
No matter how sad it made me. . .it felt so wonderful in there!

I got out and wrapped a towel around myself.
I looked in the mirror. My face looked much better now!

Without the horrible hair it didn't look nearly as bad.
And without blood dripping off my face I looked much better. The bruise was still annoying, but it could've been worse.

I changed into black sweatpants, and a white camisole.
I put a thin grey sweatshirt over it for now.

I towel-dried my hair, and brushed my teeth.
I went into my room, and put on my sneakers.

Then I put my phone into pouch of my sweatshirt, and sauntered downstairs.
I didn't bother packing anything, I had enough clothes at the Kardigan's house already.

Jake was still in the living room when I got there.
He was lounging on the couch, but he didn't look nearly as relaxed as he did before.

"Bye" I called, as I opened the door to find the crossover back already "I'll see you later"
"Be good" he told me.

I rolled my eyes, and headed outside.
I rushed over to the car, and jumped in the backseat.

"Oh" Hannah said "You look so much better now that your not covered in gore"
"Ugh, thanks?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

She laughed, "This is gonna be so much fun!"
"Yea" I agreed absently.

When we arrived at the Kardigans, we were the only one's there. Mrs. and Mr. Kardigan were still at work.
The visiting immortals had been asked to make themselves scarce during Kate's sleepover, and they did. And Austin was at football practice until 6.

The most important parts of a sleepover are; the inappropriate film, and truth or dare.
But, those two are saved until it was dark out. Movie around 12, and truth or dare until everyone falls asleep.

So, we did random things to fill up the empty time.
For about 2 hours, we baked cookies (I don't know why, Dianna's idea)

Now, it takes an excruciatingly long time for girls without any cooking knowledge to bake cookies from scratch.
And also because we started a flour war. . .

The whole kitchen was coated in flour, and so were we.
But, the cookies were finally in the oven.

We all cluttered around the table afterwards, to have some snacks.
'Cause making cookies makes you so hungry!

Kate broke out the chips, salsa, and soda.
And we all dug in, well except for Kate. But, she made it look like she was eating. . .

Then, Austin came through the door. He had sweat on his forehead, and his cheeks were flushed.
He was changed back into his normal clothes, jeans and a white t-shirt. His black sweatshirt was gone though. . .

He glanced around the kitchen when he walked in.
He looked at us, coated in flour, and raised an eyebrow.

"What happened in here?" he asked.
I got up, and walked over to him. I kissed him hello, a very company appropriate peck on the lips.

"We were making cookies" I told him.
"And did they explode. . ." he wondered.

I swatted him, "Nooo . . . we just had a flour war"
"Oh, a flour war. . ." he said sarcastically "Of course, why didn't I think of that?"

I swatted his arm, "Shut up. . . why are you here anyway?" I asked.
"I live here" he said in a voice that questioned my sanity.

"No, I mean don't you have football practice for another . . . ." I paused to check the oven clock "Half an hour?"
"Yea" he said, shrugging "But, I got bored about ten minutes ago and ditched"

I laughed, "If you weren't the best player on the team, then Coach Smith would so kick you off the team for ditching so much, you know that right?" I checked.
He grinned, "Yep, I know"

"Just chekin. . ." I mumbled.
"So, how are you?" he asked, concern suddenly coloring his tone.

"Fine" I told him "A little banged up, but pretty much okay"
"Good" he said, wrapping his arms around my waist, "I was worried about you, you know?"

"Hey!" Kate interrupted "Before you two start acting all lovey dovey, let me remind you there are other people in the room. Who are eating, I might add"
We pulled away from each other. "Sorry" I apologized.

Austin just rolled his eyes, and left the room.
I sat back down at the table.

My friends giggled, and gushed about how hot Austin was, and how lucky I was to be his girlfriend and be able to kiss him whenever I want.
Well, except for Kate, who put her hands over her ears and muttered "lalalalalala"

The oven made a beeping sound then.
Alerting us that it had been 20 minutes.

"The cookies are done!" Kate exclaimed, rushing over to them.
She took them out of the oven, and placed the two trays on the stove.

We let them cool for a few minutes before sampling.
They actually tasted good!

"Oh my God, these don't suck!" I shouted in shock.
"Hot, hot, hot, hot!" Rach chanted, jumping up and down.

"Oh my God, there so hot!" Many exclaimed, taking another cookie and putting it in her mouth.
"If there so hot then stop eating them!" I reasoned. They didn't taste that hot to me.

"I can't!" she told me "There so effing good!"
"Yea, there amazing!" Hannah raved "The chocolate chips are all melted and yummy!"

I laughed, "Yea, they are"
"Well stop eating them!" Dianna insisted "There won't be any left for later"

"Yea, your right" Mandy sighed.
There was a collective dreamy sigh as we all finished our cookies.

For the next hour we looked at videos on the Internet.
Then Mrs. Kardigan called us for dinner.

She rushed down the stairs all at once.
And then slid into the dining room.

We were having dinner in there because of all the people.
The dining room was large and elegant. The dark wood dining room table could seat 15. Exactly how many seats we needed.

How convenient.

Everyone was already seated, but they had left the other half side of the table empty for us.
We all sat down, and glanced at our plates.

Roast beef, baked potatoes, mixed vegetables, and biscuit's.
In our glasses were soda.

Everyone was eating. Except for the vampires.
Jupiter, Mars, Ralph, and Domingo douvered their food. Men. . .

Me, and all my freinds ate fast, but not that fast.
We complemented Mrs. Kardigan on how amazing everything was.

The vampires all played with their food.
Poking them with their forks, moving them around. Placing cups to their lips but not drinking. Putting empty forkfuls into their mouths.

You didn't notice these things unless you were paying attention.
I wasn't paying close attention, but I did look at them occasionally.

Austin was sitting on the complete opposite end of the table. His father was sitting at the head of the table, and Mrs. Kardigan on his right. Austin sat on his father's left. He was starring down at his plate. He poked his food absently with his fork.

My freinds finished quickle, and didn't waist time making small talk with the others.
We ran upstairs and into Kate's room.

It was now 7:30, we were getting closer to the big events of the night.
Movie and truth or dare.

First, everyone else changed into pajamas (I was already in suitable pajamas)
Then we all cluttered around Kate's big fluffy bed.

She took out her cellphone and we began prank calls.
Of course we used *67 so nobody would know who it was.

"Let's prank call Tasha!" Dianna insisted.
"Oh, yes, yes!" I agreed "Let's!"

"Where will we get her cellphone number?" Hannah asked.
"Would it surprise you if Austin had it?" I hinted.

"It wouldn't surprise me if he had her bra" Rach muttered.
I smacked her upside the head, "Boyfreind, remember?" I checked.

"Good idea!" she enthused "He's your boyfriend, you ask him"
I rolled my eyes, not what I meant.

"Fine" I muttered, getting up and heading for Austin's room.
Directly next to Kate's room.

The door was slightly open, but I knocked anyway.
"Austin?" I called "Can I come in?"

"Sure" he called boredly from inside.
I walked in, and I saw him lounging on his bed, on his laptop.

"What's up?" he wondered.
"Do you have Tasha's number?" I asked randomly.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked suspiciously.
"We want to prank call her" I explained.

"Oh in that case. . ." he said, smirking.
I walked over to him, and he wrote the number on my arm.

"Thank you!" I chirped, pecking him on the lips.
He smiled, and I left.

I headed back into Kate's room.
"I got it!" I rejoiced.

They all squealed in delight, and I made the call.
I dialed the number and she answered.

"Hello?"
"Is this Tasha Palmer?" I asked in a fake southern accent.

My friends all tried to hold back their giggles.
I gave them a look to warn them to keep quiet.

"Yes? Who is this?"
"This is Bessy" I drawled.

"Who?"
"Bessy" I repeated, acting agitated "You speak English girl? Bessy, named after my great Aunt Pearl's favorite cow. . .oh how I used to love that old hefer. . .and the cow too"

"Well, Bessy" Tasha sneered "I think you have the wrong number"
"Your Tasha Palmer, aren't cha?" I asked in my southern drawl.

"Yes, but-" she began.
"If your Tasha Palmer then your the tramp sleepin' with my man!" I shouted, improvising.

All my friends covered their mouths with fluffy pillows to keep from laughing.
Hannah fell on the floor, she always did have control issues. . .

"What!? No!" she defended herself.
"Hows I hear it, your sleepin' with everyone's man!" I retorted "Now, y'all better stay away from Harold, or I'll blow out your brains with my riffel!"

"Leave me alone!" Tasha screeched before hanging up.
The line went dead.

We all burst into hysterical laughter.
We couldn't stop.

"Harold?" Kate gasped between laughter.
"Well, it had to be as southern as Bessy" I gasped.

"Those are such-such sterio-types" Hannah managed in between her laughter.
"Says the stupid . . . blonde" I chocked.

"Oh, no you didn't" Hannah said, playing around. She snapped her fingers in a Z formation.
"Oh, yes I did" I said, pretending to be a gangster.

Then she picked up a fluffy pillow and slapped me across the face with it.
"Oh, I know you didn't just do that" I teased, hitting her over the head with another pillow.

"Pillow fight!" Rach declared.

Then everyone grabbed pillows and started a full-on pillow war.
We were all giggly, and some people had fallen on the floor. . .

Then Jupiter walked in.
"I heard the words pillow fight-Woah!" he said as he walked in.

It must've looked like chaos, I'm sure.
Girls running around, and smacking each other with pink feathery pillows.

"Thank you Santa!" Jupiter said, pretending to pray "Now, if you would all just play strip poker. . ."
"Perv" I muttered, and threw a pillow across the room towards him.

It hit him smack in the face, and he stumbled back.
Kate rushed up and locked the door.

We all stared at each other for a minute, in complete silence.
And then burst out laughing for no apparent reason.

"Who wants to watch a movie?" Kate asked.
Everyone jumped in with movie suggestions.

"How about. . . 'Epic Movie?'" I suggested "It's slightly violent, it's crude, it's hysterical and it's not approved for children"
"Okay, sounds good to me" Kate said, and everyone else chimed in, in agreement.

Kate put on epic movie, and we all layed on either the floor or Kate's massive bed to watch.
I, for one, preferred the comfy bed to the floor.

By the time the movie was over, it was 12 o'clock.
A good time to begin games.

"Who's ready for truth or dare?" Kate asked.
Everyone was, of course, ready. So, Kate turned off the lights except for a tiny lamp in the corner. It had to be dark for truth or dare, but there had to be some light so we could preform dares.

We all sat in a circle on Kate's over sized fluffy bed.
We hadn't had a big sleepover party in a while, and I was excited.

"Okay, remember, none of this is to ever be repeated" Rach reminded us "Under penalty of death"
"Melodramatic much?" I asked.

"I'm serious" she said flatly.
"Okay then. . ." I trailed off, questioning her sanity.

"Who wants to go first?" Kate wondered.
"Oh, I do!" Hannah enthused.

"Alright, who do you pick?" Kate asked.
"Hmmmmm, I pick. . .Mandy!" Hannah decided.

"Dare" Mandy decided before she could ask.
"Hmmmmmmmm, I dare you to. . . lick the floor" Hannah said, smugly.

"Ha" Mandy scoffed "That's all?"
She slid off the bed and onto the floor, then licked it. And then came back up.

"Easssy" she proclaimed "Now, it's my turn. I choose. . .Kate. . . truth or dare?"
"Dare" she decided.

"I dare you to go downstairs and pour chocolate syrup all over your head" Mandy said, smirking.
Kate got up, and muttered "Hating you" as she headed downstairs.

We snickered as we waited for her to return.
A few minutes later she walked in, chocolate syrup saturated her hair, and dripped down her neck and onto her shirt.

We burst into hysterical laughter.
She grimaced at us, and sat back down, pouting.

"Alright" she huffed "I pick Rach"
"Dare" she proclaimed. What the fuck is up with everyone and dares? Don't they see they always end badly?

"I dare you to. . . ductape your legs together" she said smugly.
"Okay then . . ." Rachel said, heading over to Kate's desk. For reasons unknown, she actually had ductape on hand.

Rach sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped the duct tape all the way around her legs.
Binding them together.

"Okay, my turn" Rach said "I pick Becca . . .Truth or dare?"
"Truth, duh" I said, rolling my eyes "After seeing all those dares? Of course I pick truth"

"Okay. . so tell us Becca, how far have you and Austin gone?" Rach asked smugly.
Everyone laughed, except Kate. Who put her hands over her ears and muttered "I don't wanna hear this!" over and over again. . .

"Ha!" I retorted "The jokes on you, because we haven't gone very far. Making out and touching. . .thats all"
"Disappointing. . ." Rach sighed.

We continued going through random truths and dares. Some dares were; Crack an egg on your head, put ice cubes down your shirt, wrap yourself in toliet paper, lick the bottom of your foot, smear peanut butter in your hair, drink hot sauce. . .and other horrendous things. . .

The truth consisted of; are you a virgin, how far have you gone, have you ever had a crush on someone younger then you, are you a lesbian, who's the hottest guy in our grade, if you had to kiss someone in this room who would it be. . .and other life scarring things like that.

Then, it was my turn again.
I had gone with truth the last three turns and was getting sick of them.

So, I went with dare. . .I have a feeling I'll regret that.

"Okay. . ." Rach mused "I dare you to go up to Austin right now and start making out with him"
"I hate you" I told her as I got up.

I left the room and went into Austin's room.
But he wasn't there, so I walked back into Kate's room.

"That was quick" Dianna said.
"He wasn't there" I told them.

"Oh, I think he's in the upstairs tv room watching some horror movie with some of our-our cousins" Kate informed me.
"Son of a bitch" I cursed as I stalked out of the room.

I headed down the hall towards the tv room.
Best to just get this over with.

I sighed, and opened the door.
Austin, Domingo, Jupiter, Mars, and Diablo were all watching some movie, a horror by the looks of it.

Jupiter was laying on the floor, and Mars was sitting in a bean bag chair.
Domingo and Diablo were both sitting on the couch. And Austin was reclining in a chair.

"Hey Becca" he said, surprised to see me "What's up?"
Without answering I marched over to him, and kissed him smack on the lips for about 20 seconds. And then pulled away.

"What the fuck was that!?" Jupiter exclaimed.
"Truth or dare is evil" I told him, as I headed for the door.

"What just happened?" Mars asked Austin.
"I. . .don't. . .know" he muttered, seeming confused.

I stalked out of the room, and came back to Kate's.
"So" Rach asked "How'd it go?"

"Horrible" I told her "Thanks for asking"

We played for a few more hours, doing more truths and less dares. Untill everyone was picking truth. To tired to preform dares. And then, slowly, we began losing people. Dianna was first. Then 20 minutes later we lost Hannah. Another hour passed before Rach fell asleep. By then we were just trading stories back and forth. Then, after a half an hour, Mandy slipped away. And then it was just me and Kate, as usual. I wonder if our immortality is the reason were always the last to fall asleep. . .

We muttered half-conversations for about 10 minutes, before I drifted asleep.
I'm pretty sure Kate fell asleep at the exact same time.

Yea, Ik this chapter was kinda silly n crazy. But, hopefully, not 2 much. It was nessecary 4 their sleepover 2 b a lil strange. . .anyway, plz review! :)