Chapter 1

My parents are going to kill me! My best friend Cindy asked me to come with her to some kids party. I didn't want to go but she sort of begged me. I told my parents I was just going to hang on with some kid from school. Since I've been a good response kid, they said yes the first time I asked.

"But be home by eleven" OK? My mom reminded me.

I'm sure I won't be long, I said to her and had every intention of keeping that promise.

Little did I know that Cindy had plans of her own, when we get she got there, she drank every glass Of water that was shoved into her hands, she danced to her heart desires and for with older guys, I was babysitting her we were only fifteen and I was pretty certain that we shouldn't be partying; at least of all drinking I was aching to leave. But I couldn't abandon my best friend in a sea full of sharks and looking for fresh meat. I kept glancing at the clock. It was past midnight and Cindy had no intention of going home yet.

"My parents are going to kill me" I said to her " And have already had too much to drink.

"Chill out miss Prudy she to me in a giggle"

"We'll go home soon. Give me few more minutes.'"

Yeah right her minutes become hours. When the wall struck three I mustered all my courage to call Cindy brother. Thirty minutes later he was dropping off in front of my house.

" Thanks for looking out for her" Josh said "you are a good friend"

I nodded then went to my front door, nervously I opened the door. The whole house was quiet. Everyone was sleeping. I had never broken my parents' rules before, that's why they trusted me so much. My elder brother was a responsible kid too. Now I really hated Cindy for putting me through this.

I removed my shoes and tiptoed to the stairs. I didn't want to wake anyone up so I could deal with my parents the next morning. But I didn't want to be caught red- handed. Moreover I didn't want them to see Cindy as a bad influence to me. Our house has four bedrooms. My brother's room was the first one when you reach the top of the stairs, opposite the guest room. Mum was across my parents further down the hall. The corridor was dark so I walked carefully to my room just then I heard a clicking of locks. It took me a moment to realize it was coming from my parents room.

Shit … I'm doomed for sure! It could be my mum, I think she is on her way to get milk or water from the kitchen I froze, thinking of my reason why I would be standing in the middle of the corridor at three in the morning when I