"Please, come tonight, Sara!" Lilly, Sara's best friend since middle school, screamed through the phone. Sara had to hold the phone away from her ear due to her friend's loud screams. Why couldn't her friend talk in a normal voice? It would save her a lot of trips to the doctors if she did.
"Yeah, you have to come, Princess!" a second voice added on the other line. Sara winced. Lilly had Ginger over again. Yeah, she liked Ginger. She was a nice girl to hang around with whenever you had nothing else to do, but she had a tendency to agree with whoever she was with. And, well, that could really, really annoying after a while. For all Sara knew, Ginger might not want her to come to the senior party tonight. She was only begging her to come because Lilly was.
"My name is Sara, Ginger," she stated to them after they quieted down. Geez, when those two are together, do they ever stop to take a breath between chattering?
"I know that, silly," Ginger said, giggling, "but I like to call you Princess." Sara resisted the urge to scream at the girl. The nickname 'Princess' was okay when she was younger, but she was eighteen now. She was practically an adult, and what kind of adult wanted to be called Princess? Okay, maybe the snobby ones who have never lifted a finger in their life and the ones that are actually royalty, but since Sara was neither of those (even though being a real princess could be pretty cool), she did not want to be called by that name.
"I'm not coming, guys. That's my final word on it," she said, laying down on her bed. Her brown eyes trailed up to the ruff white of her ceiling. There was a brown stain right above her head, and she remembered it was from when she was a baby. Her face twisted in disgust. She did not need that image in her head.
"Come on, Sara," she heard Lilly say. "The others will be there too, so you won't be the only one bored out of your mind." That made her a little better. In total, there were four people in their group of friends, five if you included Ginger, but no one except Lilly considered her a friend. You could say Lilly and Sara made up the group at the beginning of freshmen year. Sara immediately befriended Darren, the third member of their group, and Lilly became friends with both Ginger and Holly. But, like stated earlier, no one considered Ginger part of the group except Lilly.
"Promise Darren and Holly will be there?" Sara asked. Lilly told her a very loud yes before ending their connection. It seemed Sara, even though she was only planning on spending the night drawing, know was being dragged to a senior party. Great.
It wasn't even five minutes into the party when every single one of her friends were drunk. How? She didn't know. She only knew that Darren and Holly were making out in front of her, which, by the way, was disgusting, and Lilly was off somewhere with a guy from the football team. So, that just left Sara with Ginger, who just vomited all over Sara's dress.
"Gross!" she screamed and immediately escaped to the bathroom. She needed to get that stuff off of her before she ended up puking herself from the smell.