The car ride was silent except for the high squeaks of excitement as they pulled up to the house. They were completely unprepared for what they found. They were expecting to find loud base-heavy rock music, flashing lights, and the sounds of people having a good time. What they found was a completely silent house.
"Are you sure this is the house?" Megana asked Rachelia noticing the seemingly empty house.
"Yes, 6314 Penn Lane." She answered looking at the address Jeremiah had given her.
"Maybe it's next week."
"I don't think so he said this Friday."
"Well, why don't we go up and knock on the door and see if any one answers."
"Okay. Mom, when we go up there and if its alright I'll give you a thumbs up. Okay?"
"Sure Honey." She answered.
The girls got out of the car but not before checking their makeup. They found them selves checking how low their dresses were on the chest area. They checked each other for any flaws. They found none. They walked up the cobblestone sidewalk. They could see lights on but no sign of life beyond that. The girls could both tell that the other was nervous and exited.
They slowly stepped up onto the porch. Rachelia rang the doorbell. Not two seconds pass and the door opened and they were greeted by two people. Jeremiah was, like the girls, dressed all in black. He wore a black dress shirt with the shirttail untucked from his black jeans. Out of the corner of her eye Rachelia thought she saw Megana give an undoubtedly flirtatious smile. The teenager next to Jeremiah was a girl of about 17 or so. Her black waist-length hair was pulled back into a ponytail at the nape of her neck. She too wore all black with the exception of the red ribbon that tied the front of her corset. She wore a lot of necklaces and chokers, but one of her many pendants stuck out to the girls. There in the middle of her chest hung an unmistakable pentagram just like the girls' but hers was surrounded by green stones.
"Um… are we early?" Rachelia asked Jeremiah.
"No." He simply answered.
At that Rachelia turned and gave her mother the thumbs up she had promised her. All you could hear was the car engine starting up again. Then the girl spoke.
"Oh Jeremiah they are just as he said they would be." She said suddenly realizing that she made a big mistake.
"You have to excuse Krystia she has a problem with her mouth." Jeremiah said not thinking anything of the statement. "All in good time Krystia, all in good time."
The girls gave each other skeptical looks, but they didn't last long before they were hurried inside. It was in fact a party, but of a different sort. There were many people but not at all partying like they had expected. There were people in small circles no more than three or four in each group. Some were centered around candles surrounded by pentagrams; others were huddled around Ouji Boards. Jeremiah led the girls around the house. The girls didn't know what to think. As they rounded into the kitchen Megana wondered how anyone could ever spend any time in the smell in order to cook any thing. The room was filled with the smells of hundreds of different herbs, roots, and unnamable ingredients.
"Um… what the hell is this?" Asked Megana after walking by someone dropping what looked like an unplucked chicken into a vat of something neon green.
"All in good time girls" Jeremiah repeated to Rachelia and Megana.
The girls soon noticed that Krystia was no longer with them. And they were headed up stairs. The girls once again gave each other skeptical looks but followed him up the spiral staircase. They went down a narrow hallway and into a bedroom. Where yet another boy of about eighteen sitting on the bed.
"Uh…? Jeremiah?" Rachelia started hesitantly.
"What the hell?" Megana ended for her.
"Wha- oh girls this isn't what you think it is."
"Then what the hell is it then?" asked Megana always being the out spoken one of the two girls.
"The truth." Said the boystandingup from the bedand walking towards them.
A/N: Well here it is sorry it took so long I've been reading Harry Potter 6! R/R please)