The night before. Ch.1

The night before. Ch.1

A Chapter by Katrina

I remember it
the smell, the taste, the feel of it goin down my throat.
Even though I remember that I do. Remember what had happened after
though I know it can't be good because as I was leavin three guys, ones I had never met, smiled and winked as if I was in. Bar, bu I might as well have been

It was only a small sip, but it had changed me.
It was only a dare from a stupid cute boy.
He said nothing would happen, just a small sip, it's refreshing!
My best friend had even gone along with it, oh Lexi why did u tell me to go ahead, she said she had done it many times even though we were 15 and under age.
But the way everyone looked at me as I left ,
it's... Just.. Got me wondering
by tomorrow everyone will know
teachers, students
hopefully me but why did I take the dare I know a dares a dare and I'm not one to say no
I'd stick my head in a lion mouth before the word no came out of my mouth for a dare. But another thing was how do I tell my parents
they weren't usually strik but when it came to age it mattered
no smoking, driving, having sex or DRINKING
I just couldn't tell them but I had to

If I told them they would yell and scream
but if someone else told tem they'd blow and I don mean like normal parents they Are ... Are ... Ug there's just not a word.
I need to know what happened before anyone else at school does .

As I turned the corner of the cemente I reached an old Victorian house
with big windows and a huge wood door. The bricks were dusty and moss grew around it. A few bushes and trees were planted at the front. It was a nice , pretty house but looked pretty creepy. That's were I live.
Lights was shining through the kitchen and living room window.
A little red punch buggy was parked in the middle of the driveway and behind that was a more espencve long black car.

My feet thumped hard as they it the cememte walkway leading to my house repeatingly. I automaticly stopped and breathed in the fresh air. The cold air escaped my lungs and I knew I had to go in. So I held the cold silver doorknob and twisted It to the right. When I let it go it sprung open. For a moment i strayed but deep in my head I knew I had to go in. I began to think of ways to tell my mom

I could say many things:
I was only I sip
nothing happened, no I couldn't tell that, that was a lie
maybe,
it was only a dare.....


© 2010 Katrina


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Plz excuse some of the writing when she says I do remember what happened after I was posed to write I don't

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Katrina
Katrina

Vancouver , Canada



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I learnedThat I loved to write In grade 3 and sence then I've been writing storys in my free time about all different things. more..

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