I flipped the channel on my plasma screen TV for what seemed like the billionth time that afternoon. Alex strummed her fingers along the couch, ultimately bored. She cleared her throat and I faced her, emotionlessly. It wasn't fair to make her suffer with me.
"Hey, there's this party . . . at Lillie's house tonight . . . " I raised my hand to silence her. A party definitely sounded like something her and Miley would do, and I wasn't going to keep her unentertained at my house.
"Go ahead and have fun with Miley. I'll be here enjoying the mindlessness that is television." I mumbled, smiling. Alex heavily sighed though I could tell she was thrilled I was letting her go. Internally I smirked.
"No I want you to come! Miley can't go and it will be a great opportunity to meet some new boys!" I rolled my eyes, taking a sip of coke. Even if the room was stuffed with hot guys, none of them would be checking me out.
"No way. A party is not my thing, Lex. You should know by now that I'm . . . socially awkward." She scoffed, waving her hand. I'd never been "good" with large groups of people, where I would usually trip or break something. I had a feeling Alex wasn't going to let me refuse though.
"Come on, it'll be fun!!" I stood up, pacing towards my bedroom as she lingered on my heels, up the stairs. Parties were they were people dancing and fun conversation WAS NOT me. End of story. I can't move my body without looking like some drunk mime to save my life.
"Why don't you just go with someone else?" I offered as Lex went through my clothes. If she was picking an outfit for me to wear tonight . . .
"Pssh. Like I have any other friends. Miley and I are classified as the "losers" of the school. It's an open party and I didn't wanna miss it. I'm not showing up alone in case Justin is there." My heart began to ripple off rhythm as my palms felt wet and clammy. Running into Shane was something my body couldn't take. I couldn't stand seeing that arrogant, hard face of his. At school was enough.
Alex groaned, catching my growing dislike for this party. She took out a bright red jacket, tossing it on my bed. "We'll avoid them, trust me." I breathed out in defeat and she squealed, squishing me with a hug. This was going to suck, majorly.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mitchie! It's going to be soooooo much fun!" I exhaled, full of annoyance and threw open my door.
"You're the best friend ever!" She cheered. I lightly pushed her out of my room. Ugh the things I do for my friends! Though I could settle this uneasy feeling in my stomach that something horrible would occur tonight.
"Ok, lemme get dressed." I closed the door and approached my closet. She had already set up a completed outfit, with jewelry and make-up, on my bed. I groaned loudly.
"See ya soon, Mitch!" Alex called, giggling and I listened as her soft footsteps faded and the door closed. I quickly showered, dried and curled my hair and put on some Eternity perfume, before I observed my clothes.
Alex had chosen that popping red jacket over a silver and black ruffled dress with black strappy heels. I sighed once again, and got dressed. I slid on a pearl necklace and black stud earrings. By the time my make-up was finished, I heard Alex's car horn from my driveway.
"Ooh, you look hot, Mitch." I blushed and rolled my eyes, hoping into the passenger seat. Alex was wearing a black long sleeve, simple shirt, dark skinny jeans, a pure soft, white scarf and black sandal wedges. Her hair was curled and pulled back, short. She grinned and squealed again, pressing her foot excitedly on the gas pedal.
"You're going to Lillie's party tonight, right?" Justin asked Shane, later than afternoon. He grinned, covering his abjection. He was sick of going to the same pointless parties almost every week, getting drunk, and paying the price for it.
"Yeah, of course man." Shane muttered and jumped into his black Corvette. Justin walked off, talking to his mother about the party at 9pm. Shane waited, his patience thinning, for his little brother. He slammed his fist to the horn and Nate ran outside.
"Took you long enough." He mumbled, turning up the music. Nate sighed and buckled his seatbelt. It was always like this with Shane. They only spoke when Shane was being rude and commanding him to do things. He just stayed quiet as usual, and guessed he would have to tag along to the dump party because of his older brother.
Shane parked his car and tossed the door open, plodding to the front door. He stepped inside, forgetting about Nate standardly. Nate went up to his room and slammed his door.
Ever since Jason was hospitalized, things grew even more difficult with the Gray family. With their mother working 2 jobs, the house was usually empty and the boys did as they desired. This included Shane, going out to reckless parties, unsupervised and coming back drunk as Nate drove them home.
When their father would stop by, ever so often, Shane would "pay the price" for his actions, which their mother was clueless about. Mr. Gray was always away at his job, but refused to pay for the bills that caused Denise to work so much. Without Jason around the house, Shane was left unprotected.
Shane took a long shower and took a few Advil for the pain of his bruises. Their father paid a visit just a few days ago, that made Shane so bitter at school to his lab partner. Nate hadn't lied to Mitchie, being abused wasn't the only reason Shane was hostile towards her. There was another reason only Shane knew about.
He changed into a long sleeve, green shirt under his leather jacket, regular dark jeans, and black vans. He brushed on some cologne and marched over to Nate's room, banging on the door.
"If you're not in my car in 60 seconds, I'm leaving you here." Shane called over his shoulder, and sauntered to his car. Nate ran outside and bounced into the car.
I looked around the room, from the sweaty bodies swaying on the dance floor, to the "cool" people laughing at the refreshment table. I sighed as Alex was texting Miley from our spot at the dining table. Lucky her, her parents didn't allow her to come here.
"I'm going to get something to drink." I pulled back my chair and stood up. I thought I saw some non alcoholic drinks somewhere. I felt a heavy tug on my arm.
"No! What if Justin shows up?! Don't leave me alone." I rolled my eyes and slumped back into my seat. Alex had explained how Justin and her used to date, but like Nate, as soon as they got to high school, he became popular and they drifted away.
I watched as the front door opened and two boys walked inside. My eyes widened shocked and thrilled. "NATE!" I yelled, racing to the front door. I tackled him, though he didn't topple like I would have. He chuckled as his brother rolled his eyes, and went off.
"I'm surprised to find you here." I shrugged, afraid to turn around.
"I was forced." Nate nodded, understanding. A blanket of awkward silence flowed through the atmosphere. I guess things had sorta changed with me and Nate.
"Soooo, are you still writing music?" I asked, glancing over to the back, sliding glass door. A bunch of tipsy, stupid boys were howling as Taylor Fast, the beautiful senior blonde, was making out with some guy.
"Um, yeah I am. I wrote a few songs, but have stopped recently." He stared out into the opposite direction. A small beep reached my ears and Nate looked up at me, to see if I heard it. I pretended to still be interested in the banter outside.
"I'll er, be right back." He stammered and tramped to the hallway. Alez was instantly at my side, as if present during the whole conversation. I wonder what was up with Nate?
"I'm gonna head to the bathroom. BRB." She uttered, skipping off to the hallway as well. I shrugged and headed over to the backyard. I nearly gagged seeing that boy, being Shane, sticking his tongue down Taylor's throat.
I had never seen a more repulsive sight.
Alex softly tip-toed to the bathroom, noticing the light was already on. The door was creaked open and she caught a glimpse of an injection needle and a head of curly, chocolate locks. She gasped quietly and dashed to find Mitchie.
*
"Mitchie!!!" Alex shouted, running towards me. I chucked the chemical beverage into the garbage and spun around. She panted for a second and yanked my arms.
"Mitchie, Nate . . . he's- he's." I lifted my eyebrow, patting her back. She looked faintly pale.
"You alright Lex?" She frantically shook her head. I folded my arms over my chest and waited.
"Let's just go." She muttered and we walked to the front door. The sound of a vase crashing had me whirl around. Shane wobbled about 7 feet away from me, and hit the ground.
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