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F.I.D.-FRIEND IN DISTRESS

Riks pushed past the crowd and saw Annabelle and Siana.

"Huh?"

Siana glanced at Riks, but Annabelle jabbed her finger at Siana.

"Sh-she's been i-i-insulting me!" Annabelle stammered. "First sh-she made fun of m-my dress, then the scrag said I was s-stupid!"

"No!" Siana protested. "I didn't mean it Riks! She's got it all wrong!"

"You b# !" She marched at Siana, raised her hand and swung it with all her strength across her face.

Siana stood there shocked. The sound of the slap seemed to echo around the air. Everyone stood there gaping at Annabelle, all but Riks who had a smile playing at her mouth. However she got a grip on herself and steeped forward from the crowd.

"Annabelle."

Annabelle started. Her eyes darted around looking at the people around her. They stared back, their eyes sinking into her, their faces lined with expressions of surprise and shock. She spun around and tore into the decorated house with her dress flowing behind her, sending anyone in her way flying.

Siana started after, but Riks yelled for her to wait. She turned on Riks.

"She needs us."

"I know," Riks spoke gently. "But we need to leave her alone for a bit."

Valary swayed towards the house, but then stopped herself.

"You're right," she muttered. "You're always right."

Riks was stunned. Did Siana think that she, Riks, was always right? Did everyone else think that?

"I think I'll get a drink." Riks snapped out of her thoughts just as Siana walked off towards the pool.

"Sia-! Oh what's the use?" Riks mumbled. Sighing, she went and sat at an empty table.

Everyone had gone back to normal. They were chatting again, and had all wandered off in different directions. Some gave Riks accusing looks as they walked by.

She sighed. The party wasn't turning out too good. She had only organized the party so that she wouldn't be such an unsociable person. Come to think of it, she had not had a party since the fifth grade.

There's always tonight, a voice nagged at the back of head.

Tonight…yes…tonight…

Riks seems a bit evil….mwahaha