Chapter 1 – Crazy
I remember the night like it was just yesterday. Okay, so it was just a few weeks ago, but still. I knew it couldn’t end well, but for some strange reason I gave in to my friends and invited the guys anyway. Let’s take a trip to the past, shall we?
A few weeks ago…
So there I was, talking to my friends about having the house to myself for the entire weekend. “You should have a party!” Heather, my best-friend, shouted excitedly, as if I wasn’t right next to her.
“NO. No way am I having a party,” I told her sternly. “Absolutely not!”
“Aw, come on. Live a little! Why not?” my other best-friend, Gabby, chimed in.
“Ha! You’re funny guys. Do you know how parties go? I’ll tell you how. They start with just some loud music and dancing. Okay, that’s easy to deal with. Then, some idiot jocks come along with beer kegs, to match what little brain cells they have. Next, you have a bunch of drunk morons all over a house with nothing to do but break things and hold make-out sessions in various locations. Now, once people are officially crazy and throwing things out of the windows, the neighbors call the cops, everyone gets arrested, parents are called and guess who gets to clean up the vomit and broken lamp shards?” They stare at me blankly so I continue. “Me. Not to mention being grounded until college.” I finally stop ranting, almost completely out of breath. So maybe I exaggerated a little bit.
After a few moments of silence, a rarity in our group, Gabby finally speaks again. “I still think you should have a party.” I groan and roll my eyes.
“You guys don’t give up do you?” I ask.
“No,” they say in unison.
“Well, you can forget the idea ‘cause there’s no way I’m having a party. Not even when pigs fly. Don’t bother waiting for hell to freeze over either.”
“You’re no fun, Kimi,” Heather whines.
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Later that day…
“Kimi! We’re over here!” Heather shouted from where she and Gabby were standing next to their cars in the parking lot.
I walk over to them slowly, noticing the evil smirks on their faces. I finally reach them and they’re waiting anxiously. “We have an idea,” Gabby states when I arrive next to them.
“Oh no. No, no, no. I already told you two I’m not throwing a party. End of discussion. No more. I don’t want to hear it,” I say tiredly. “After a long, boring day at school I just want to go home and sleep. Goodbye to the both of you.”
“We know you don’t want a party. You made that QUITE clear to us earlier,” Heather says.
“Well, since we have your attention…” Gabby starts. She turns to Heather, and Heather nods, silently urging her to continue. “We think you should have a sleep-over.”
”But nothing, Kimi. We’ll even help you clean up. You’re parents don’t have to know,” Heather says.
“Okay… A sleep-over? Really you guys? We haven’t had a real slumber party since, like, seventh grade. Why have a sleep-over?” I ask.
“Because they’re fun! You always used to have the best ones. Plus, you can invite anyone you like.” Gabby states as Heather gets into her car.
“I have to get home. Call me when she changes her mind, Gabby.” Heather calls from her Jeep with the window down and stereo blazing.
Once she’s out of the parking lot, I continue. “What do you mean ‘I can invite anyone I like’?” I question Gabby.
“I mean,” she starts, “anyone. You want someone there, you invite them; including those three over there,” she says pointing to where the three hottest guys in school are. Ryan Wylers, Liam Harling, and Brody Quenten.
“What?! You me to invite THEM?!”
“Why not? What’s the worst that could happen?”
“Here’s a thought… Hmm… I could go over there, and make a COMPLETE fool of myself and they could laugh in my face.”
“Okay… So that’s the worst that could happen… Do you want me to go over there and ask for you?”
“No, wait.” I yell after her as she’s walking away.
“Too late. I’ve made up my mind. No turning back now!” she called back to me. Knowing her, she’s not kidding.
I catch up to her, out of breath for the second time today. “Are you CRAZY?” I whisper-yell. “You can’t do this. It’s social suicide!”
“I told you I already made up my mind. Now if you don’t mind, I have to go invite some really hot guys to a slumber party.” She laughs at what she just said. At least I know I’m not the only one that thought that sounded absurd.
“Okay, but don’t expect me to say anything.”
A minute later we’re standing only feet away from them. They look like Abercrombie and Fitch models. Right now is probably the first time I haven’t seen a flock of girls surrounding them. Even if the other two were gorgeous, Brody still stood out. He is drop-dead. Don’t get me wrong, the other two still hold a place at the top, but compared to Brody… on second thought, there is no comparison. I better snap out of this before I start staring. Wait, I think I already am. Opps. Didn’t notice, I hope they didn’t either. Gabby is talking to them. Lord, help her now. This poor girl has no chance of surviving the remainder of senior year. It’s only the beginning of the year. I should’ve stopped her when I had the chance.
“So… As I was saying, her house,” she points at me to let them know who her was, “is going to be devoid of parents this weekend. Heather and I wanted to have a real party, but since that’s not an option, we decided to have a slumber party instead.” Please let us leave with our dignity. Liam and Ryan have amused looks on their faces. I want to die.
Liam, being the charming perv he is, utters “Hey, baby. If you want to have--. Ow!” he gets cut off by Brody elbowing him in the stomach; hard. “I was just saying if you want me in bed you don’t have to make a party out of it. Jeez.”
Brody looks irritated, while Gabby seems interested in the offer. EW. “I think I’m going to walk away now before any more embarrassment is afflicted upon me…” I say while starting to walk away backwards.
Brody steps in front of me and says, “Of course we’d come. Just tell me when. Oh, and I’ll need directions to your house.” I ogle at him for a moment, baffled by what he’s just said. Did he really just agree to go to a slumber party; at my house? Uh… I don’t know what to say to this. Luckily Gabby cuts in and gives him directions to my house.
“Be there at about… how about nine? Sound good to you, Kimi?” she asks. I nod in agreement, not able to speak.
“Okay. See you there. Later girls,” he says while turning back to his friends. I didn’t think it was possible, but they look just as stunned as I feel at the moment. Gabby just smiles at them and pulls me with her back to her car.
“Holy crap! I thought they’d laugh at us!” she practically screams when we reach her Lexus. Hopefully we’re out of ear-range. I glance over her shoulder, to see the guys pulling away in what I assume to be Ryan’s truck, as he’s driving. I turn back to Gabby to find her still babbling away, not noticing me zoning out on her.
“Yeah,” I mutter, “now we’re having a slumber party with three guys; at my house; with no parental supervision. Greaaaat.”
Gabby rolls her eyes and gets out her cell phone to text Heather the ‘good news’, while I climb in to the passenger seat of her car. My car privileges were taken away when I got a ticket for ignoring a stop sign, so she gives me rides until I get it back in a week. I reflect upon what’s just happened and the more I think about it, the more I want to go to some far away country and hide for the rest of my life.
“We should go to the mall, and get some new sleepwear; if you know what I mean. Then we need to go to the store and buy snacks. And we need to get really good pillows. Should we get our nails done? No, that might be a bit much…” she goes on and on like this until we reach my house to change out of our uniforms.
“Yeah, that’s a little over board,” I interrupt her.
“You’re right; too much. Or wait, are you sure? Do you want them to think we’re slobs?” Good gravy, what have I gotten myself into?