Amelia's phone was dead, so she started charging it but it wouldn't turn on. "Give it time." Skylar said working on a new painting, Skylar did art for a company Amelia didn't need to know about according to everyone. There was a knock at the door so Amelia put her green apple and ipod down then answered the door because Skylar was missing suddenly.
It was Cecelia and the guy form before with a few other people. "Why aren't you ready?" Cecelia asked then Amelia asked. "Excuse me?" "…The party." Cecelia said impatiently. "Um, I wasn't invited to whatever party." Amelia said and went to close the door but Cecelia stopped her. "What, I invited you earlier. There's the invitation on your counter." Amelia went to look and was so confused because sure enough there was an invitation. "…Okay… weird. But I don't have anything to wear." Suddenly Skylar came in and tossed her a dress. "You can borrow my new one." "Mom you never let me borrow anything of yours if it's new to you." Skylar pushed her into her room so she changed and came out. Cecelia's and everyone else's jaws hit the floor except the guy's, you know the creepy one with the brown hair.
Amelia then found herself in the passenger side of a red Lamborghini with butterfly doors, the guy was driving. "So we've never officially met, I'm Greg O'Loftlen." Greg said sticking his hand out and Amelia tried to be nice and shake his hand and he shook it then she pulled a away slowly enough no one thought she was dieing to get her hand away. "…Amelia." "Got a last name?" He asked and Amelia realized he was driving till she told him. "Yes I do, it's Stone." "…Amelia Stone… interesting." He said then he took off, Amelia looked down at her dress and realized something with utter hatred. Her dress matched his car.
When they got to his house she somehow memorized getting to -though she was looking at her shoes the entire time- he opened her door before she realized he got out of the car then he linked her arm behind his and pulled her along. She pulled trying to get away but couldn't, she could barely move that arm for some reason. Everyone said hi and complimented her on her cute dress then when she saw a fragment of black she got the strength to pull and walk away form Greg. One girl linked arms with her and whispered. "You need to go back to him or bad things will happen if you don't dye that blond." Amelia went to ask why but stopped, seeing what that black thing was.