CHAPTER 25

**CHAPTER 25: RAIN OF TERROR**

Veronica got into her car, thinking about what Oliver said.

"Could he really do anything?" She spoke to herself. She picked out her phone and saw a text from Racheal;

[ You really at Oliver's? ]

She smiled and replied her text;

[ Yup. Wanna hang tonight? I need to clear my head.]

She waited for Racheal's reply for sometime;

[ Location? ]

Racheal's reply was short but Veronica was happy.

[ I'll pick you up. Just come with your fake ID.]

There goes the message that ended the conversation. With that, Veronica drove her white Porsche at high speed to Racheal's house. When she got there she parked her car a few miles away from Rachel's home, so as to not get noticed. She was seventeen so she's not supposed to be out this late.

Veronica sent a quick text to Rachel, informing her about her arrival, they she dropped her phone. She opened the safe of her car, searching for something. She took out her fake ID, which read Fiona Bennett. She picked a bag which she placed at the back seat and placed it on her thigh. She took out a bold red lipstick and applied it on her lip, making her looking more mature. She also took out a black wig and wore it, now she looked totally different and looked like what was her n the fake ID. She took out her mirror and check her self out and she was satisfied. When she looked outside, she saw Rachel in a red shining gown and flip flops holding her heels in her hands. Rachel was also looking older and mature. She applied a lot of foundation and lipstick so she could look different. She was wearing a brown straight wig with bangs just above her brows. She got into car and placed her heels on the car mat.

"Girl you are still in your uniform? Didn't you prepare a gown in your car?" Rachelasked seeing as Veronica was in her uniform.

"Sorry I forgot to ask you to get me dress." Veronica had also forgotten about changing.

"So am gonna have to go back in right?" Racheal asked a bit irritated.

"Yup! I don't mind if you bring me that leather skirt and those black short boots." Veronica smiled.

"You still got guts to select?" Rachel said and got out of the car with her flip flops.

Veronica waited in the car for 15 minutes before Rachel came back.

"What took you so long?" Veronica asked.

"I didn't want you to wear my old clothes so I had to go check out my new ones for you." Rachel explained handing her a disposable bag with clothes in it.

"Don't worry, just get in the back and I'll drive." Racheal offered.

Veronica didn't reply and just got into the back seat while Rachel went to the drivers seat. It was very obvious that they had been in that situation a lot of times, so it didn't feel weird for them.

Rachel started the car and drove.

"Are we going to the usual club or the bar cause it seems like you could use a few drinks right now." Racheal asked.

"Oh the usual club please. I need the drinks as well as a distraction." Veronica replied as she took off her school shirt and put on the black long sleeved crop top Rachel had packed for her.

"Okay so...what happened at Oliver's?" Racheal's curiosity was out.

"Arrrgh! It was so fucking annoying." Veronica exclaimed....

**30 minutes ago...**

"What sort of attitude was that?" Linda asked her son after Veronica had left.

"What attitude?" Oliver acted oblivious.

"Don't you dare reply my question with a question. When I ask a question, you give me answers." Linda glared. "Veronica is a sweet and respectful beautiful girl, yet you treat her like crap." She continued.

"Mom I already told you a lot of times that I do not like her. Aren't my words clear enough." He frustratedly answered his mom.

"What is there to not like about her? What the heck is wrong with you?" Linda was displeased by her son's answer. She liked Veronica a lot and her son was treating her like crap which got her angry.

"You like her! I do not. We are different mom." Oliver said and made his way to his room.

"Are you really walking out on me?" Linda yelled but Oliver didn't reply and kept on walking up the stairs.

"Oliver!" She called.

"Mom I am old enough to like and dislike whoever I want. When you are ready to stop talking about Veronica I'll come back and talk." Oliver said and left his mom.

Linda didn't bother replying him and just picked her phone scrolling for Bianca's number. Linda found it and immediately called her.

"Hello madame!" Came Bianca's playful voice.

"Hey. How are you doing?" Linda greeted warmly.

"I doing great. How about you?" Bianca asked cheerfully.

"Am okay. Is Veronica back home?" Linda asked. Bianca was silent for a while before she replied;

"Ohh she's back." Bianca lied confidently.

"How is she?" Linda inquired wanting to know about Veronica's mood.

"Umm she's okay. She just went in her room immediately. She must have been very tired." Bianca kept on covering up for Veronica.

"Ohh!" Linda exclaimed feeling guilty.

"Yeah. She's okay." Bianca didn't notice the change in Linda's voice because she was thinking about how she was going to scold her daughter when she comes back.

"Okay. Just wanted to check on Veronica anyways." Linda explained.

"Thanks darling. Gotta go now." Bianca replied.

"Bye. Talk later." Linda said and hung up.

**9:45 PM At the Vicky's Club...**

Rachel and Veronica had just arrived and had successfully deceived the security making them think they were actually up to 18. Veronica and Rachel were just 17 and they had already started clubbing and taking alcohol. Some other kids from their school were at the club too, mostly students in senior year. Veronica and Rachel were popular and very frequent there so a lot of people knew them and were used to them. Racheal was looking hot in her red knee length tight fitting sparkling gown. She wore black heels to go with her outfit and held a black purse. Veronica was in a black long sleeved crop top and a black tight fitting leather skirt with a black heel boot to match with it. Veronica went straight to the bar and sat down leaving Racheal alone.