K itll b fun yeah c u 2morrow The thought of Krissy, mousy, timid Krissy having a party where jocks and partiers would hang like pirates pillaging an innocent town, sent me into an inundated sigh. No way was this dream party of hers ever going to happen. No one knew who she was, for one thing. For another, I couldnt see her putting out booze and opening her absentee-parents house for kids eager to score a line or a bowl or two. Or tear into the family sheets hooking up. She had no idea what she was getting into. I fell back into the fluffy softness of my pillows and fell asleep. My eyes flew open some time later and I was under the covers, the lights off. But something had awakened me, and I lay still, listening. A far off thump. Luke finally dragging himself in? Abria? My body moaned with fatigue when I got out of the warm toastiness of bed. I pulled on my slippers and quietly crept down the dark hall toward Abrias room. Yep, light gleamed from under the door. Moms bedroom door squeaked.
