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The fallen autumn leaves whisked across your path, as you walked calmly down the sidewalk. Another day over, out of school, walking home with your group of tight friends. You tuned out everyone's chatter about what was said or done in math, what blew up in science, who got milk poured on their head during lunch; and just looked at the distant trees and hills.
You were and ordinary teenage girl, whatever 'ordinary' means. You had black hair, steel blue eyes, fair skin. At 16, you weren't all that special at all really, you were standard height and weight, no specific birth marks or special techniques. You were very intellectual and logical, but also shy and quiet. You were an only child, the child of a single mother, who was almost always working her full time nursing job down at the hospital. So basically, all you had were your friends.
Your friends began to laugh hysterically, snapping you out of your own little world. They were discussing what had happened at the mall not too long ago. Two of your friends, Sandra and Mike, reenacted the scene on the street. Mike walked by in a gayish like fashion, swinging his hips like a girl. Sandra pointed at him,
"I like those pants! I think I have those pants! I think I'm WEARING those pants!" Laughter struck up again, you joining in. Another friend, Alex, spoke up.
"HEY! I think guys in tight girl pants are HOTT!"
You mainly hung out with your four closest friends. There was Mike, the immature one of the group. He was already seventeen, but often acted seven. He was dating Sandra, who was the tougher one of the group. She and Mike were almost exact opposites; Mike being so childish and submissive, while Sandra was more refined and demanding. Then there was Alex, the boy-crazy and comic-relief member of your friends. She and you had known each other the longest out of everyone, growing up together. And then there was Jake, who was a lot like you; being quiet and shy.
As you neared your house, you waved your goodbyes to your friends.
"You promised you'd call! Remember that!" Alex shouted at you as you entered your house. You looked back and nodded agreeing. You placed your book bag beside the kitchen table, and began to walk up to your room, when a lamp in another room crashed onto the floor. You weren't alone.
*OMG GASP WTF FAINT*
'Who the hell is in my house?!?!?!'