Day Before

It was the day before Halloween, and I was in my parents house up in my bedroom. My parents owned a nice house. It's not fancy, 4 bedrooms, and 3 bathrooms. It's my parents, me, and my brother living here. My brothers name is Ryder, and my name is Kimberly. I'm 16, while my brother is 14. What am I doing, you may ask? I'm just texting my best friend Natalie, I just call her Nat. We are deciding what to be for Halloween.

Nat: Sooo? Are u going to the party?

Kimberly: What party?

Nat: Jake's? Your crush of 2 years???

Kimberly: Nobody told me there was a party Nat.

Nat: SERIOUSLY? We talked about this all of last night!

Kimberly: Sorry ok! I was kind of out of it last night.

Nat: Whatever, we are going to the party, and we are going to have fun! And I already picked our outfits!

Kimberly: Nat.....

Nat: You are going as.....Little red riding hood! And I am going as....a devel!

Kimberly: Ok, whatever Nat, text me later.

I put down my phone and head to my very own bathroom to take a shower.

~10 minutes later~

Mom: Kim! Breakfeast!

I hear my mom yell, so I quickly change and head downstairs. As soon as im down there, I smell bacon. Mmm I LOVE bacon. "Hey mom, can I go to Nat's?" I know, bad lying to your parents but I had too! They would NEVER let me go to a party. "Sure hon, do you need me to pick you up after?" She askes while eating a piece of bacon. "No she'll give me a ride home." I flinch, great, another lie. I eat, and then rush back upstairs. I text Nat that I'm coming over. She says ok, so then I pack my makep, and all other essentials for parties and sleepovers. And of course, my wallet.

~At Nat's~

"Finally your here!" Nat screams as I enter her house. Her house is huge! We head up to her room, and she shows me the costumes. Her's is a black and red lace dress with black heels, and devel horns, and mine is a really short red dress, a long red cape, fishnets, and tall red boots. "Woah" is all I can manage. I'm completely stunned. I have never worn something like this before. "I know right!" she giggles. "We are gonna look so hot!"

"Hang on, I gotta call my mom, and tell her not to pick me up until Sunday." I walk to her hallway, and call my mom.

"Hey sweetie, whats up?"

"Can you pick my up on Sunday instead of tomorrow??"

"Sure sweetie, call me later" Little did I know that that would be the last time I ever spoke to my mother.