Your fingertips trace my skin
To places, I have never been,
Blindly, I am following
Break down these walls, and come on in.
- Selena Gomez ft. Marshmello

Here I was dressed as a cat, ready to let some Queen B rent my house.

My costume consisted of a black tank top, black leggings- paired with a black tutu and mini black cat ears. I had slipped on some fishnet gloves and drew, with eyeliner, a cat nose and whiskers on my face. I slipped on my black Vans and hurried down the stairs, anxious that any of the unwanted guests would arrive.

Coincidentally, Grandma received a call from, one of her friends to stay overnight at this spa retreat that gives you a 50% off coupon if it's your first time being there.

I thought this was wonderful, my butt was saved from humiliation and embarrassment.
I had saved our family name from the claws of the evil one.

Was, is a very interesting word. If you take any type of English class, they will tell you it is in the past tense. So, when I say this was wonderful- I mean, it was.

I found out, just before Grandmother Violet left, who she was going to this spa with.
She had received this invitation from Lola.

Another grandma, who just so happened to be Jessica's grandma.

This party was going to be trouble, I knew it.

Yet, I was the most stupid person in this town to let some spoiled brat dictate what I should be doing and what I shouldn't.

The doorbell rang, making me flinch.
I dawdled all the way to the large door, tripping over my feet and almost falling over as I gripped onto the doorknob. I opened the door slowly and saw Jessica with half of the student body behind her.

"LET'S GET IT!" Some idiotic jock yelled behind her.

She smirked as everyone pushed passed me, running into my house, and handing me their jackets.

"You're welcome!" I sneered, covered in a million jackets. I rolled my eyes and simply threw their coats on the floor.

As the party progressed, the music blasted, bodies grinded, and everyone was either drunk or, what I hoped not, high.

Costumed bodies whooped and yelled as people jumped, made out, and drank all over my grandmother's furniture. They even began to take body shots on my grandmother's long dining room table.

I began to run a hand down my face, watching these psychotic teenagers destroy this manor.
'Just kill me now', my mind seemed to scream.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, as I failed to cope with my surroundings, so I turned around.

"Great party, Sinith." Jessica grinned at me.

I would smack that grin off her face if we weren't surrounded by the entire school.

"Don't tell me, your parents told you to dress up as your inner being." I smiled sweetly at her and her grin wiped off her face in a split second.

She glared at me harshly before adjusting her devil horn headband.

She was dressed in a red latex mini dress with red fishnet tights and red, leather thigh high heels. The outfit screamed red, hell, and bitch, all at the same time.

"Well, you-you're a freak!" She sputtered and I put a hand on my hip.

"You're getting better and better at these insults." I drawled and left her standing alone in all her hellish glory.

I heard her scream in annoyance and stomp away like a child as I pushed passed the sex-crazed, drunken teenagers, all the way up the stairs to the door of my room.

A couple reached for my doorknob at the same time as I did and I glared.

"This is my bedroom, hands off." I squinted at them. The guy look scared as the girl glared at me and dragged her boyfriend away.

"Kids these days." I scoffed and shook my head as I locked my bedroom door behind me.

I leaned my body against the closed door and slid down to the floor. The temperature was dropping in my room again and the vibrations of the music from downstairs gave me an uncomfortable feeling.

I stood up and walked towards my vanity. Staring at myself in the mirror, I took off my cat ears and ran a hand through my hair.
I placed my cat ears on the table before sitting on the stool, in front of the mirror, and reached for my hairbrush.

I brushed my hair gently, ridding my mind of all the stress of the day. The hairs on the nape my neck rose and tickled as my hair began to cling onto the static of the brush. I felt the unfamiliar feeling of something foreign and eerie as fingers ran across my neck tauntingly slow.

I gasped and threw my brush behind me.
I fell off of my stool in fear, frantically looking around for a stranger while crawling backward to the corner of the room on my hands and feet.

I wrapped my arms around my knees, searching every area of the room with my eyes.

My heart raced as a strong breeze swept my hair to the side and the lights flickered.

Tears welled in my eyes before a hand grabbed my arm and I screamed.

"Oh my god, w-what are you?" I stared up at him, frightened.

He was a boy, not a normal boy.
His face was pale and his stare was bold, looking into my soul.

He peered down at me with a dark glare, but then grinned mischievously.

"I could ask you the same thing, you gave me the jitters!"

HEY GUYS! How exciting!! We are partially introduced to a new character! I'm so excited! Thanks for reading! Hope you guys liked this chapter!

- Ely

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