her.
She swings the door open and her friends Brandon and Jessie walk in.
“Hey! You all ready?” Jessie asks.
Jessie is one of Leanne's annoying but perky friends who has brown hair with a blonde highlight in the front and hazel eyes. Brandon is probably the closest to Leanne. He's the only guy I'll ever trust for her to be around. He doesn't talk much, but I find him as a pretty good guy.
“Yes! Let's go before he changes his mind,” Leanne says quickly and is ready to walk out the door.
“Hold it!” I say, stopping her and grabbing her by her arm back in the house. “I need the address to the place first,” I say as I hold out my hand, waiting for a piece of paper to appear.
She mumbles under her breath and walks over to the coffee table, bringing me back a piece of folded paper. “Here. Can I go now?” she says as she slaps the note in my hand and rolling her eyes.
I read it over a few times before giving an answer.
“Yeah, have fun. Remember, I'll be there at eleven to bring you home, okay? And keep your phone on,” I say as I stuff the note in my back pocket.
“Yes, big brother of mine,” she says sarcastically and sighs.
“Don't start,” I say sternly, my eyes narrowed at her. “I can still change my mind, you know.”
She mouths the words 'sorry' and leaves me a kiss on the cheek.
“See you later!” she says with excitement after confirming that I have yet to change my mind and walks out the door, rushing to the blue Honda parked in front of the house.
“Jessie, keep an eye on her for me?” I ask in a taunt tone.
“Sure,” she says and runs out to the car and gets in.
I watch them pull off to the street and I close the door, locking it.
God, I hope she doesn't do anything stupid at that party . I find myself shaking my head and eagerly waiting for the clock to strike eleven.
Chapter 4
Glancing over the address as I drive around trying to find the party, I drive into a somewhat decent neighborhood, and I turn a few corners before finally arriving to the street court where the house is at.
Pulling up in my black 2001 Ford Mustang to this small, but modern built house. Looking at the clock on the radio, I think back to the day I got this car. It was my 17 th Birthday when my mom gave it to me. She once told me that our Aunt had been wanting to give it to me. I remember when it was a burgundy color and kind of banged up from her car accident. Mom told me it was the same car but with a nice paint job and fully restored interior. Hell it looked like new to me the day I got it, been taking care of it since. My phone alarm goes off reminding me Leanne's party time is almost up, snapping me out of my flashback, I look across the street at the house in front of me. The outside is a light yellow or white. I can't really tell from it being dark. There are three windows in the front and a white fenced porch with a few white steps to enter. Kids are surrounding the outside of it, standing on the lawn drinking and laughing. I can hear the music from the inside all the way out here. I'm surprised no one has called to complain about it to the police. Switching off my engine, I get out of my car, shutting the door behind me. I glace down at my phone for the time and the digital clock hits eleven. Right on time. I walk through the grass badly in need of maintenance, searching through the crowd of people. I hope to pick out Leanne, and after a few moments of doing so, it's clear she isn't out here and so I decide to head inside the