The invite

I was always the shy kid in class. No one talked to me and I didn't talk to them. So when two of the most popular girls came up to me, I got suspicious. Of course I knew them from  art class and elementary, but we did not talk anymore. We use to be friends but things in my life changed me.

"Ohhh.....Ummm hey Khloe." said Molly. " hhheyyy Mollyyy andd Stacyyy." I said quietly. Stacy growled,"Hey weirdo." Molly hit her and said," Be nice." Then she looked at me and said," Do you wanna come to my birthday party this weekend. Friday afternoon at 4. My dad said it has to be at Pizza Hut. Nothing too fun."

   I finally left my head up to look at them. Molly was beautiful. Caramel skin with brown eyes, hour glass figure, thick lips, and long Native American type hair that was black. Stacy was average but better looking than me. She was Caucasian with strawberry blonde hair, thin lips, a body of a pencil, and green eyes. "Willl thereee be many peoplee?" I asked. "No weirdo. We wouldn't ask you if there was. We know how you get around large crowds and didn't want you to embarrass us," stated Stacy. Ignoring her, Molly said,"No, no. It'll be just us and four other girls. No boys sadly." She chuckled. I said,"Surreee I'llll go." As they walked away, I hear Stacy say, " You know she doesn't like guys so she'll have a great time."