Holly Kate Blake
It was just coming into Autumn. It was starting get cold outdoors and the leaves were falling turning the floor into a sea of red and yellow. It had been the perfect Friday before the weekend ahead of them. It had been a day mostly of Art and English, both of which Holly loved. With her parents away for the weekend Holly had invited her friends around. Her parents had bought them some alcohol and she knew her friends would provide some too. It was going to be a good night for them to chill out in the ‘Hang Out’ room. Being an only child her parents had changed their basement into a ‘Hang Out’ room for Holly and her friends. Tonight as usual they would be in there, but her friends would be able to stay longer than the usual time of “no later than 3am”. Unless a sleepover had previously been arranged her parents had that rule in place. They were away on a two week vacation though, so Holly was under no restrictions for the next two weeks. She was looking forward to spending time with her friends.
After School Holly drove home with her best friend Jada and her boyfriend Brad. They were hanging out in the chill out room awaiting everyone else arriving. Holly was sitting on the sofa wearing a black crop-top with white skinny jeans with ripped knees and black wedge heels. She had just made up large cocktail jugs made of fruit juice, rum, vodka and some other alcohol. She was really looking forward to what was going to occur that night. She knew that everyone would have a great night. ‘Tonight’s gonna be a great night’ was blasting from the speakers attached to the computer in the corner of the room where Holly had set up a playlist for the night using her Spotify. Holly felt bad that she was with Brad. He had dated one of her friends who had passed away. It wasn’t really long after the breakup that Rosie had been gone until Holly had been with Brad, but that hadn’t been intended. It had just happened that way. Before long everyone would arrive and the night would begin. Holly stood up and poured some potato chips into a bowl. They would order a Chinese for dinner later. The good thing was Holly’s parents had left her a bank card with no limit on it for anything that she needed or wanted. Money wasn’t really an object for this family.