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Ding Dong!

I ran over to my door and opened, finding Sandra, standing there with a piece of paper in her hand.

"Pashmina, Stan wanted me to give you this invite to my party tonight." she said, handing me the invitation.

"Your party?" I said taking it. "Why would I go there?"

"Because Stan wants youto, silly." Sandra said, giggling like a 6 year old. I backed off a few inches away from her.

"Er..ok, but if Stan wants me to go, then how come he didin't invite me himself?" I asked.

"Because, he likes you so much, hes too shy to come here. So he asked me to give you the invitation instead." said Sandra.

"He did?" I said, not believeing a word of this.

"Oh yes, he did." Sandra said. "Are you going to come?"

"Um, probably not..." I said backing away a little bit more from Sandra.

"Oh, but just imagine. You and Stan, standing by eachother at my party. Stan is hugging you close, and you smile up at him. Then, you to lean into eachother and kiss. And after that, Stan says those three, magical words..." Sandra said, smileing.

I tried to ignore what Sandra just said, but I couldn't. In my head, I am imagineing what Sandra just said for me to imagine. And the more I kept imagineing that, the more I seemed to want to go to that party...

"I'll go. But for Stan only." I said.

"Great! I'll tell Stan to pick you up!" Sandra said, then giggled this time like a five year old, and walked out my door.

I looked down at the invitation speechless. Oh how I didin't want to go there. But if Stan wants me there..then I'll go for him.

Ding Dong!

Huh? Another guest?

I opened door, and Sandy and Bijou collapsed on my floor.

"Bijou, Sandy. Hi!" I greeted them. "Man, did you guys run all the way here?"

"Yeah, and for a very good reason." Sandy said, taking a big breath."Did Sandra invite you to her party tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Well, whatever you do, do not by any means, go to that party." Sandy said.

"And why not?" I asked.

"Why not you ask?" Sandy repeated. "Pashmina, you're going to get hurt!"

"By who?"

"Sandra!" Bijou said. "And Stan too!"

"What! Stan would want to hurt me?" I said. "No, that can't be true!"

"Pashmina, I understand that you can't believe Stan would hurt you, but it's true." said Sandy, placeing her hand on my shoulder."Pashmina, please, you have to listen to us."

"No!" I yelled at the two. "Stan's going to that party, and if he's going, I'm going!"

"Pashmina! No!" Bijou cried out. "Please, me and Sandy don't want you to be hurt!"

"Yeah Pash, you have to believe us! Sandra and Stan are going to hurt you tonight!" Sandy cried out as also.

I continued to ignore the two. "No guys, Stan won't let Sandra hurt me, and he wouldn't hurt me either. And if he goes to that party, and I'm not there, he might be heartbroken, and he might never want to see me again. And I care about him too deeply to let that happen. Look, my feelings for him aren't just a crush you guys. It's something more than that. And if I don't go to that party, then we can never be." I said.

Sandy and Bijou stared at me, very speechless.

"Pash...I'm sorry, but, I'm telling you, if you want to not be hurt, don't go to that party." Sandy said, still trying to convince me.

"Sorry Sandy...but I can't." I said, starting to walk up the stairs to get ready for the party. "I have to go...for Stan."

Then, I dissapeared up to my room.

A few minutes later...

Ding Dong!

Wow, I have a lot of guests!

I raced down the stairs, only to find Sandy and Bijou blocking the doorway. (I'm surprised there still here.)

"Hey Sandy and Bijou." I heard Stan said."Is Pashmina home?"

"No." Sandy and Bijou quickly replied.

"No, I'm here." I said, comeing down the stairs.

Stan's jaw dropped as he looked over me. I was wearing strapless, knee lengh hot pink dress with glitter all over it. (I made it myself!) I also was wearing a pink necklace.

"Woah, you look...hot." Stan said smileing.

I blushed like a mad woman and said, "Well, lets go."

"Oh no you don't!" Bijou said, then she and Sandy grabbed both of my arms.

"Ow! Guys, let me go!" I said, trying to break free from their grasp.

"Stan, tell her now!" Sandy said, not letting go of me. "Tell her you and that stupid demon's plan!"

Stan's P.O.V...

Oh man, I wish I could tell her sis, I wish I could, but if I do, Sandra could make me a dead man...

Pashmina's P.O.V...

"Plan? What plan?" Stan said, as if he didin't know what was going on.

"See? There is no plan!" I said, finally breaking away from Bijou and Sandy's grasp."Now if you'll excuse me, me and Stan have a party to go to!"

Then, I practily dragged me and Stan out of there.

Normal P.O.V...

"Grrr...I outta kill Stan!" Sandy yelled, as she watched Stan and Pashmina drive away in Stan's car.

"Oh Sandy what are we going to do?" Bijou cried out. "Poor Pashmina is going to get hurt!"

"I'll tell you what we're going to do. We're going to run over to Sandra's party, and stop her and Stan!"

Then, Sandy and Bijou ran as fast as there legs could carry them, to Sandra's place.

At the party...

"Oh Stan..." I said, as me and Stan walked in there. "Even if Sandra is here, you still make me feel happy inside."

"Pashmina..." Stan said softly, pulling me closer to him. "Want to dance?"

"Yes." I quickly said, then, Stan took my hand, and started to slow dance with me.

I smiled. Nothing could ruin this night.

"Stan, you know something?" I said. "When I first moved here, everyone seemed to treat me diffrently. They always thought I was a goodie goodie, especialy Sandra."

"Yeah I noticed." Stan said twirling me around.

"But not you Stan. You actully treated me nicely. You opened up your arms to me, and tried to comfort me. You always seemed to make me feel happy inside." I said starting to rest my head on Stan's shoulder.

"Really?" Stan asked.

"Yeah, really." I said, smileing up at his ultra cute face. Oh man I hope I'm not blushing...

With Sandra...

Sandra glared over at Pashmina, who wasresting her head on 'her man's' shoulder, danceing away.

"Grr...just two more minutes Sandra..two more minutes..." she muttered to herself.

With Sandy and Bijou...

"Bijou, can't you run any faster?" Sandy said to Bijou who had stopped running to catch a breather.

"No." she simply said.

Sandy slapped her head, picked up Bijou,and continued running to Sandra's with Bijou in her arms.

"Woah Sandy, have you've been lifting weights?" Bijou asked a she looked up at Sandy.

"Lets just say my mom gives me a lot of salads everyday." Sandy said, keeping her eyes ahead as she ran.

Back to Pashmina's P.O.V...

Oh man, this night is so wonderful. Here I am, danceing with Stan, my biggest crush ever. I have never felt so happy...

"Pashmina, I have to tell you something." Stan said to me, as he let me lay on his chest.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I have to tell you, that you look more beautiful tonight than any girl I've ever seen." he said, looking back at me with his super cute blue eyes.

"Oh Stan..." I said, and I continued to rest my my head on his chest.

Stan's P.O.V...

Pashmina...I'm so sorry about what I'm about to do...

Huh? Sandra's looking over at me? Why? Hey, she has a mirophone? Why does she have th-oh no...

Normal P.O.V...

"Everyone, if I can have your attention please!" Sandra said through the microphone. Everyone turned to her. Sandra opened her mouth to speak, but something caught her eye outside her window, two figures were coming up the street to her house...

'Grr..Sandy and Bijou..' she thought to herself. "Hold on a sec everybody! I have to do something!"

Sandra put down the mic, and ran to where the football players stood. She tapped the tallest, and most musclar one on the back.

"Hey Jack, you see those two figures coming to my house? Sandra said to him, pointing outside her window.

"Yeah." Jack answer in his tough sounding voice.

"Well, can you go grab them?" Sandra said. "And whatever you do, do not let them go, and don't let them speak." Sandra said to him.

"Um..sure. But why?" Jack asked scratching his head.

"You'll find out in a min, now go get them!" Sandra said to him loudly. A couple people looked over at her with weird looks. Sandras smiled innocently, and pretended to be preoccupied with her hair, and the people eventually turned around.

"Whatever you say Sandra, whatever you say." Jack said, then pushed his way through the large crowd of people to the door.

Sandra grinned evily.

Showtime!

With Sandy and Bijou...

"Yes, finally here!" Sandy said, then moved her hand to open Sandra's doorknob, but to her surprise, it opened up up on its own, and out came Jack, looking muscular than ever.

"Hi Jack, listen me and Bijou need to get inside quickly..." Sandy said, and she and Bijou tried to get past Jack, but he stopped them.

"Sorry, but Sandra says I can't let you two go, or speak." he said, then picked up the two and held them with his very muscular arms, covering there mouths.

"Ettt uss ooooo!" Sandy tried to speak "Let us go!" but with a muscular arm covering her mouth, she had no luck.

"Yoourr urting eeee!" Bijou also tried to speak, "Your hurting me!", but she had the same problem as Sandy.

As the two continued to kick Jack, trying to break free,they had no luck. They were stuck.

Pashmina's P.O.V...

"Everyone, I would like you all turn your attention to Stan and Pashmina over there!" Sandra said, and all eyes turned to me and Stan.

I blushed and waved shyly. Stan didin't answer. He was absolutely silent. I wonder why?...

"Everyone listen closely, for Stan has something to say to Pashmina." Sandra said, then she quickly handed Stan the microphone, and ran off in the audience to listen, having a very weird grin on her face. A grin that seemed to look evil...

Stan didin't do nothing. He just looked at the microphone, then looked at me, then back at the microphone.

"Well, what is it Stan?" I asked, looking over at Stan. But he continued to look at the microphone.

Stan's P.O.V...

Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man, oh man. I can't do this..I just can't! Hey, wait a sec, Sandra is looking over at me?

Sandra was holding a picture of me, she glared at me with her ugly-like green eyes, and ripped the picture of me in half, and mouthed out to me, 'Say it or else!'.Hm, why did she do th-oh man, I get it now. She's frieghtning me. Crap...I'm feeling fear all over me, I can feel my mouth about to say something, and I know what it is...

I'm sorry Pashmina...

Pashmina's P.O.V...

"P-Pashmina, I'm dumping you for Sandra." Stan said weakly.

Everything went silent. Dead silent. My heart feels like a knife went through it. What did Stan say?

"W-what did you say?" I said, not believeing it.

"I think he made himself clear." Sandra said, walking up beside me and Stan. "Hes dumping you for me! You lost you freaking goodie goodie! I won!"

I can't believe it. I just can't. This isn't happening. This is all a dream...

"N-no." I said. "I'm not believeing this."

"Oh, come on, do I have to spell it out for you?" Sandra yelled at me. "Ever since you moved here Pashmina, I hated you. I hated your guts. So, what did I do? Why, I decided to make a plan! A plan to completely ruin you! Yeah, thats right, a plan to ruin you! I started rumors to make everyone hate you, and you know what? It worked! No one likes you now you goodie goodie, no one!"

" No..." I said weakly. "You're lying."

"No I'm not! And guess what else?" Sandra continue to yell. "Stan was helping me out with my evil plans all this time! What, you actully thought him flirting with you all this week wasn't a lie? Well, news flash! HE LIED!"

"What!" I yelled. No..she was lying..." Your lying! Stan would never hurt me!"

"Yeah, is that so?" Sandra said glareing at me."Well, why don't you ask him for yourself!"

I fixed me hazel eyes on Stan.

"Stan, please tell me Sandra is a big fat liar!" I nearly yelled at him. But all Stan did was hung his head." No.." I said, backing away from him. "Its a lie!"

"Oh shut your mouth!" Sandra screamed at me. Then, she slowly made her way towards me. "Now you see the truth."

I tried backing away from Sandra. But she just kept comeing towards me.

"Stan never liked you. He liked me. It was all just a scam." she said.

"No.." I said, continueing to back away from her.

"Pashmina, or goodie goodie I should say, face it, you're ruined now. Now that you Stan never liked you, no one likes you now,and your whole reputation is dead." Sandra said coldly, backing me off into a corner.

I could feel my knees start to shake, and my eyes feel like they were about to burst out waterfalls of tears.

"Sorry, but your life is now offcialy over." Sandra said to me harshly. Then, she cackled an evil laugh. And the worst part was, a few people snickered with her.

I can't believe it. My life is really over. Sandra has now completely embarassed me in front of practily the entire school, I look like a total loser right now, and the worst part of all...Stan completely hates me.

Then, I couldn't take it anymore. I collapsed on the hard floor, and let the tears gush down my cheeks.

"Aw, you gonna cry like a wittle baby?" Sandra said to me in a stupid voice. "Well, if you are, then get the heck out of my house you freaking, little loser!"

I didin't stop crying, but I did mange to lift my shakeing body up, and ran out of there as fast as I could.

I never wanted to see, Sandra's, nor Stan's, nor anyones face again in this town.