Created By

xHickChick789x

Rate this Story

Embed

Chapter 3

The next morning, I crawl out of bed and walk over my dresser. It was a mess. Clothes sprawled out across, (you can tell I’m defiantly not a neat freak.) I grabbed my navy blue shorts and a plain white tank top, which read “Be my Valentine” in bright pink letters. I put my favorite headband on my head, which was black with pink poke-a-dots. I run in through the kitchen and plop down on the couch in the family room. Since I’m home schooled, I could really do what ever I want, so it was cool.

I looked at the clock on the kitchen wall, which wasn’t that far from where I’m sitting and it read 9:45. I took my cell phone and started texting Melody. She always texts during class; It’s in her nature.

Melody: Hey, r u ready 4 2night?

I texted back say “yea.”

Melody: Is Dylan going 2 come with u? (Dylan is my boyfriend.)

“idk,” I typed to her.

No response for the longest time. I decided that she probably got caught by one of her teachers, or she just stopped for some reason. I get up off the couch and made myself a bowl of cereal, which was like my favorite in the morning; I really don’t anything else, maybe fruit or something, but that’s basically it.

The day flew by fast and the sun was about to set. I’m all gung-ho ready for the party, which I should be there like any minute now. Melody’s supposed to pick me up within the hour. I threw off my old clothes and took a quick shower, putting on a pair of faded blue jeans, a black tank top with white poke-a-dots and black flip-flops, (yes I’m obsessed with poke-a-dots.) I put a thin line of black eyeliner and an ice color eye shadow. I didn’t bother to put any mascara on, because Melody was outside, beeping her car horn three time in a row. I walked over to my bedroom window.

I ran out my room and grabbed my jacket off the coat rack and flew out the door. I walked over to the passenger side door and got in, as I slammed the door behind me.

“Karrie!” I heard someone squeal, yet it sounded so familiar. I turned me head to the backseat of the car, as Melody pulled out of the driveway and made her way down the road.

“OMG! Brittany, I haven’t seen you in ever, (best friends since 7^th grade.)” I said, excitingly, trying to give her a hug.

“I know and you barely call me anymore,” Brittany smiled.

“I’m sorry; I’ve just been really busy, sorry,” I apologized.

“No biggy. So is Dylan meeting you at the party?

At schooled, he seemed like he couldn’t wait to see you.” She said.

“Well, we better hurry; I mean you two just look so cute together.” Brittany stated.

We drove for about ten minutes, until Melody actually pulled up on the curb and took the keys out of the ignition.

“Well, we’re here.” Melody said.

“So whose place is this anyways?” I asked, as we walked through the doors. It was pretty big. It was like a mansion, but not quite. I took a bottle of soda from the bar and started drinking it.

“Oh, it’s Caleb Hershey’s,” Melody said sternly.

My eyes widened and I leaned forward and spit out the drink that was in my mouth. I knew there were people staring at me, but I couldn’t believe that I was at Caleb that threw the party.

“What did I say?” she replied.

“Don’t you remember what happened in Jr. High between the two of them?” Brittany said. She was as surprised as I was, but she also knew that this was Caleb’s place. I could just see it in her expression.

“Oh my gosh! Karrie I’m sorry; I wouldn’t have invited you if I would have known. It’s just been so long since I’ve seen you and I completely forgot.” She replies.

“No it’s fine. I’m glad you invited to come with, but I was a little surprised that he’s the one that through the party.” I said.

“Yeah, well we all get surprises once in a while right?” Brittany chuckled.

The three of us laughed, but I didn’t that much. How am I going to face Caleb? Did he forget about that? Or did he just forget me?