We're doomed...

DON'T YOU JUST LOVE FLUFF!!!

*glomps everyone*

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Chapter 3

 

Bullseye target.

 

The knife pierced through the air, finally landing as it tumbled into an opposing wall. The terrified screams of partygoers concealed Gavin Davis’ laughter, effectively hiding who had thrown the knife.

 

Behind the wall the blade had lodged itself in was the sorority group. The sharp metal piece was in the center of the mirror, the blade facing out, pointing at them and the mirror shattered because of the impact.

 

All of them screamed.

 

No one noticed Autumn was actually laughing- clearly she knew what had happened. The others, however, didn’t, and shrieked in panic.

 

“I’m sorry, Mary Worth!”

 

“We’ll never do it again, Mary Worth!”

 

“I believe you exist, Mary Worth!”

 

One of the girls was actually crying. Cassie ripped off the blindfold.

 

Suddenly the door opened and an unsuspecting Joe Jonas walked in.

 

“Is everything okay…?” he asked slowly. Apparently he had heard the screams.

 

Cassie, who, on top of her whole Bloody Mary encounter, had suddenly met Joe Jonas, was shocked.

 

So she panicked and in a split second bolted out the door.

 

Joe spun around, “What the-?”

 

“Oh, Joe…” one of the girls said flirtatiously all of a sudden, although mascara running down her cheeks (from previous tears, most like) ruined the effect. “Come to me…”

 

Joe panicked as well and dashed out the door as Cassie had.

 

“Hey! Wait up!”

 

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“What was that all about?!” Sapphire demanded. Nick was her man, and Nick was supposed to fall in love with her tonight- that was her plan. She didn’t want Dawn going around fanglomping the celebrities- ESPECIALLY Nick.

 

She felt like Dawn had stolen her man, and no one ever got in the way of Sapphire Moonstone and a guy.

 

It wasn’t right. This was her party, after all!

 

Dawn shrugged.

 

“I only came here so I could destroy your party, anyway,” she remarked.

 

Sapphire was furious, “What- how-“

 

“Like this!”

 

In a split second Dawn had squirted a tube of red paint- wait, where was that from?- all over the refreshment table and jumped on, sliding across the wood on her stomach as bowls of food toppled to the floor.

 

“Whoo!”

 

Nick Jonas, standing off somewhere nearby, laughed. This party is great!

 

“You little-“ Sapphire shrieked and ran at the girl, who hopped off the table covered in paint.

 

“What, you want a piece of this?!” Dawn demanded, jumping around and preparing for some sort of fight.

 

“You want a fight?!” Sapphire yelled.

 

Dawn slugged her.

 

“OH, NOW IT’S ON-“

 

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Cassie ran for her life.

 

The sorority girls really were creepy. And somewhat- no, really- concerning. She was glad she was out of there.

 

But Joe…

 

Like most teenagers, Cassandra Charm had a crush on one of the Jonas Brothers- in her case, Joe.

 

And Joe had actually… she had actually… she had actually met him!

 

Cassie swooned.

 

Suddenly someone ran into her.

 

“Sorry, running from some creepy goth-“

 

The boy who had run into her looked up.

 

“You’re the… blindfold girl…!”

 

Cassie jumped in surprise. “Hi!” she said, a little too quickly, a little too enthusiastically, at seeing the Jonas again. “Yeah, that’s me. Though you can call me Cassie,”

 

“Joe Jonas.”

 

She laughed, “Trust me, I know you. Everyone does…”

 

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“Take that, you bitch-prep!” Dawn yelled from across the room, chasing after Sapphire.

 

A crowd of people were cheering her on.

 

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“OH MY JONAS, ARE YOU DATING KEVIN?!”

 

Like everyone else, Natasha ran. She didn’t notice the crowd of panicking people as the shock of the knife incident had mainly dissipated among those in the foyer, only a few random civilians still wondering what had happened. For the most part, they thought it was some drunken, crazy person gone loco. They didn’t know how wrong this was.

 

And Natasha had no idea where she was going.

 

Meanwhile, Aaron had spotted Kevin and was making his way through the crowd toward him. Aaron had a fake grin on his face, sarcastic, as if he was plotting something. Several fangirls followed suit.

 

“Hi.” Kevin said coldly. Hi was not good enough. He didn’t want to act nice, polite even, to this bastard. No, what he really wanted was to throw this mans head into a wall for beating up, or as the proper term would be, abusing his girlfriend.

 

But that would ruin his reputation.

 

“Doing well with fame, I see.”

 

Aaron was acting way too polite. Kevin was already suspicious.

 

“What do you-“

 

Aaron hit the Jonas over the head, hard. Kevin stumbled backward for a moment and noticed the other man had grown, was taller by at least two inches then the last time they had met up.

 

“So I had an idea,” Aaron said, as if the previous hit was nothing, just a little whack, “There’s these two girls- Jade and someone else- and apparently, they’ve dated you before. They want you back.”

 

“So? I’m dating-“

 

“I know, Natasha. That’s why I had my idea.” Aaron said, almost proudly, like a kindergartener showing off something new, but with more evil intentions. Kevin stepped back in case he attacked again. Why aren’t those fangirls doing anything? What, do they adore him or something?

 

No, wait, they do.

 

“And your idea is…” Kevin said harshly, knowing he wouldn’t like it.

 

“Swap.”

 

Kevin looked up, “…swap?” Swap what?

 

Oh wait… I don’t like where this is going… he thought, catching on.

 

“You’ll take Jade and I’ll take Natasha. Works well, huh?” he asked, a grin on his face.

 

Not really! That’s the most retarded idea I’ve ever-!

 

Aaron was already gone, and K2 noticed Jade approaching.

 

Oh shi-

 

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Autumn got bored, and left.

 

Bored of the crying, the screaming, the “Mary Worth’s gonna have her revenge!” and the sorority girls still panicking.

 

They are so damn weak, she thought. They took the trouble to summon Bloody Mary and don’t even realize the knife isn’t hers? She could understand them panicking at first, but it had been 20 minutes.

 

They’re all idiots anyway. Wannabe Goths.

 

No one noticed the girl leave and wander upstairs, where Kray was still attracting crowds with her balancing act.

 

Autumn wandered around the hall. “Always stunts with you, huh?” she asked. Kray giggled.

 

Kray McGuire never giggled.

 

Autumn looked up and smelled alcohol on the girl’s breath. Typical Kray to get drunk early on. Her eyes were a washed out, almost faded shade of hazel, which creeped Autumn out.

 

“Come on!” Kray grabbed Autumns hand and pulled her onto the rail. Autumn swayed, not all that worried that she was 30 feet in the air on a balance beam with a drunk girl and five other amateurs.

 

But her mom would so kill her.

 

Suddenly, Kray started swinging violently, still giggling.

 

“Uh… Kray…?”

 

Autumn was about to pull the girls arm, getting her to fall the two feet into the hallway so she wouldn’t have to face the alternative. But just when she had the limb Kray fell over, taking Autumn with her.

 

The two girls plummeted to an unsuspecting crowd below.

 

And Autumn landed in the arms of an unsuspecting Cole Sprouse.

 

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“Yeah, everyone does…” Joe trailed off.

 

“What’s wrong?” Cassie asked, noticing he looked almost… offended by the comment.

 

“Sometimes fame bites.”

 

Surprisingly, Cassie laughed, but in an understanding way. “I’m a child prodigy at my school, trust me, I know what it’s like. Only instead of fangirls I get extra homework.”

 

“Ah… sorry to… randomly drop my problems on you… I’ll just walk away now, I guess,” Joe said awkwardly and turned away when Cassie grabbed his arm.

 

“You know,” she added, “You’re pretty hot,”

Joe spun, around, a playful grin on his face: “You’re trying to flirt with me, aren’t you?”

 

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Sapphire screamed.

 

“STOP CHASING ME, YOU CRAZY PERSON!” she yelled as Dawn ran after her with the paint tube- did she carry that all the time?- madly.

 

Apparently Dawn hated bitches.

 

The two ran past a stairwell and Dawn accidently knocked Miley Cyrus down the steps into the basement.

 

Yeah, accidental, sure.

 

“GET BACK HERE!”

 

Sapphire spun around for a brief moment. “Doesn’t it bother you that you’re RUINING my sweet sixteen?!” she demanded, trying to get sympathy.

 

“You’ve ruined enough things for me not to care. This is the best way I could repay you,” she said, and Sapphire stopped.

 

“…what have I ruined?”

 

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She stopped and ran into a group of people.

 

"So, what's up, Natasha?" Demi asked. Apparently more celebrities were here too. She did a quick scan of the room, no Aaron so far. She had a minute.

 

"Not much," the girl said, shrugging. There was no way she'd tell them about him.

 

"This party's gone CRAZY." Selena emphasized. Another blonde girl standing next to them nodded.

 

"We're all doomed anyway. Hey, I think I know you from somewhere…" Ophie trailed off, "You're Natasha Tullidge, aren't you!"

 

Demi nodded and Natasha said, "Yeah…"

 

"Then you're Demi Lovato and you're… Selena Gomez! This is so cool! I'm in the presence of celebrity people!" she said.

 

No duh, Selena thought. If anything, this girl was weird.

 

"Hey!"

 

Natasha jumped when she heard it. A tall, spiky haired guy walked into the room and approached them. "What up, Nat?"

 

Only Kevin can call me that! She thought angrily. Ophie looked confused, "You… know each other…?"

 

"Aaron Cruz. Nice to meet you," he said, not really needing these other people right now. They'd leave eventually, right?

 

"Uh… I'm gonna go… get some refreshments," Natasha trailed off and went upstairs.

 

"Wait," Ophelia said as she started up the steps, "The refreshments are on the first floor!"

 

"Well, there's some up here too!" the other girl lied. Anything discreet to get away from…

 

Aaron was following her.

 

She didn't notice until she was in guest bedroom number 15, hoping to throw the freak off. But as soon as she sat on the bed, trying to think, another figure appeared in the doorway.

 

"You know, I've missed you, Natasha…"

 

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"Everything." Dawn hissed. Sapphire looked confused.

 

"It's not my fault I'm popular!" she said, in a perfect imitation of a dumb blonde, but it wasn't imitation- it was the real thing.

 

Dawn kicked her in anger.

 

"Bitch!"

 

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Cassandra laughed, "Maybe I am flirting with you!"

 

"Can I flirt back?" Joe asked sweetly, playing with a lock of her hair. Cassie blushed.

 

"Oh, just kiss me already!"

 

It was probably the nature of the party itself that got them kissing only 15 minutes after they had met.

 

Or it could have been love.

 

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Cornered.

 

Natasha jumped up and looked around. One door, and Aaron was too close to the entrance for her to get past.

 

"What do you want?" she hissed.

 

"Well," the man said, "Kevin and I did a swap."

 

"What…?"

 

"A switch. He's with that ugly Jade girl right now." Aaron paused and took two steps closer. "So, how've you been the past… what, few monthes, a year? It's been a long time."

 

Two more steps. There was only a few feet between them, and Natasha stepped back to the wall.

 

Big mistake.

 

Aaron came closer and pressed the girl against the wall, holding her shoulders. His hand moved delicately along the straps of her top, not too low to be a pervert, but not high enough to be considered normal. He fingered the cloth for a brief moment.

 

Aaron stared straight at Natasha, almost breathing down her neck. "You know I'm much better then that Kevin kid, don't you forget it."

 

"He's not a kid-" she protested when he slapped her- roughly, had he gotten stronger?- and Nat fell to the floor. That was more like a punch, she thought, but didn't say anything at first.

 

"Don't you forget it," Aaron repeated.

 

Natasha looked up. She wanted to scream, this was too familiar, it had happened before.

 

She tried to get up and he knocked her down again, this time pushing the girl into the wall, her shoulder making contact with the plaster before she hit the ground again, her arm throbbing. He had gotten stronger, apparently.

 

The man knelt down to her level.

 

He's close, he's way too close! Her conscience yelled in her head.

 

"Just give up on him, mmkay?" he asked, sickly sweet.

 

What if I say no?

 

"You know you're mine anyway."

 

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Kevin felt sick.

 

"I'm so glad you're taking me back!" Jade cooed, her hideous face plastered in his mind and giving him a headache, "We'll be such a great couple!"

 

Kevin didn't say anything. Whatever he was going through now couldn't be worse then what Aaron could possibly be doing to his girlfriend. He had to find her. But this house was huge, and Jade wouldn't stop-

 

Clinging.

 

Kevin groaned as Jade attached herself to his shoulder, "Something wrong, K3?"

 

He didn't bother to explain it was K2, and just sighed. How long had it been? Had Aaron even found Nat yet?

 

Regardless, he had to get out of here!

 

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Gavin had other plans.

 

He dug through several jewelry bureaus up in Sapphires room, throwing expensive jewels- there was actually a sapphire necklace in here, no kidding- into a large grey backpack.

 

The two other people in the room didn't care to stop him, one unconscious and the other so intoxicated Gavin hadn't needed to knock him out.

 

Suddenly he heard screams, and people yelling that two girls had fallen off the railing.

 

He suddenly had a better idea, especially if one of them hadn't been caught.

 

 

 

Chapter 2- blasted internet problems, sorry if its not posting right.

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Chapter 2

 

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Two hours later, Ophelia was hitting her head against the wall- as she had been doing for almost 30 minutes now- Cassandra was asleep on a nearby couch, and Dawn was still typing.

 

Click.

 

“Okay, I’ve got it!” Dawn said suddenly, waking up Cassie and causing Ophie to look up from the wall in a dazed state. “I typed the reply to Sapphire!”

 

The redhead looked over her friends shoulder and read aloud:

 

“Hi, Saph!

 

Well, we’re coming to your party. Bye!

 

-Dawne Renee Schmidt, Ophelia Myna Crobe, and Cassandra Dorothy Charm,”

 

“You wrote out our full names why?” Ophie asked, confused, stumbling behind them before she fell onto the ground, massaging her forehead.

 

“I thought it would look cool. More official,” Dawn said proudly.

 

“Please don’t tell me it took two hours to type that,” Cassie said slowly.

 

“Nope, I just played World of Warcraft for a bit and then typed the reply,” the girl said as she hit send. Suddenly, the three heard footsteps…

 

“Hi girls, having fun?” Dawns mother, Ms. Schmidt, asked, walking in. Instantly, all three had a panic attack and Dawn jumped in front of the computer.

 

“OF COURSE IT’S NOT MYSPACE!! WHY WOULD WE BE ON MYSPACE?! IT’S NOT MYSPACE, I SWEAR!” she screamed, hyperventilating. She was still covered in paint and a giant sweatdrop went down her forehead.

 

Ms. Schmidt nodded slowly and walked away, suddenly very concerned.

 

“Whew, that was close,”

 

Ophelia sighed.

 

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Sapphire opened up her inbox later that day to find over 1,000 replies. “Oh boy,” she said, holding her forehead, “This will take awhile…”

 

She then came across Dawns message and realized she had never known Ophies, Cassies, or Dawns middle names.

 

Then she remembered Dawn hated her. The day previous she had been flicking globs of red paint at her in art class.

 

Shrugging, the girl went to the next message.

 

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A week passed way too slowly for Sapphires liking, but she lived through it.

 

Her parents had left for New York yesterday- they had gone with the art committee to try and set up the cover of the Jonas’ new album, which wasn’t even named yet- and now, on Friday, she figured there was no one to stop her from skipping school. Her parents knew about the party, of course, but they were oblivious to its magnitude, and that was why the girl had had to skip school today- she needed to set everything up. The house was large enough for over 1,000 people, but having enough food would be a problem.

 

So far, she had managed to set up a massive refreshment area in the kitchen filled with bowls of sugary cereals- without the milk, of course, this was finger food- chips and cheetos, chocolates and sour candies, even tiny wiener hot dogs and little sandwiches. The kitchen was packed.

 

She figured she couldn’t mark any area of the house off-limits, there were too many people. She’d set up chairs and towels around the pool and was now relaxing on a leather couch upstairs in the TV room. Working was so much… work.

 

Suddenly, she heard footsteps.

 

The girl bolted upright. She didn’t have any siblings; her parents were out of town… who could possibly be here? She ran out into the hall.

 

Immediately she saw Kray McGuire in the hallway.

 

Both girls screamed.

 

“What are you doing here?!” Sapphire demanded. Kray wore a dark green sweatshirt and tight black jeans, her dark hair was up in a ponytail, but still hit her mid back. Kray shrugged, still surprised, “You know I always skip school on Fridays.”

 

“But what are you doing here?” the blonde demanded.

 

“Hey, wait…” Kray paused, not listening to the question. “It’s noon. Shouldn’t you be in Geometry right now?”

 

“I… uh… skipped,” At this, Sapphire turned red. “Well, I needed to prepare for the party! Besides, it doesn’t even start until six, what are you doing here?” she asked again.

 

Kray shrugged again. “I usually hang out here on Fridays. You have the best surround-sound system.”

 

“WHAT?! How did you get in?! This place is locked!”

 

The dark-haired girl reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. “You always leave this under the mat,”

 

“How long have you been coming here?” Sapphire asked; annoyed with herself for leaving the key in the most obvious place it could be.

 

“Since school started.”

 

“That was SIX MONTHES AGO!”

 

“Heh, yeah, it was…”

 

Sapphire groaned. “I cannot believe you!” she yelled. The girl stormed back into the TV room. Kray followed.

 

“Hey, you should pay me for protecting you all the time at school…”

 

Sapphire screamed into a pillow.

 

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There was another tick of the clock and Sapphire groaned. It was 6:31 already, and no one was here. 31 minutes into the party, and all Sapphire had was Kray McGuire eating popcorn downstairs, watching Scrubs. Why was no one else here yet?

 

She had over 1,000 RVSPs- did they all suddenly cancel? Did they think it wasn’t cool to come anymore?

 

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Sapphire nearly had a heart attack and tripped over herself, nearly falling down the stairs and skidding to a stop right in front of the door just in time. She didn’t want to seem too anxious.

 

She was suddenly disappointed to see Ophelia and Gretchen behind the glass.

 

Sapphire opened the door. “Why’s she here?” she demanded, pointing at Cherry angrily, who flinched. Saph didn’t want losers at her sweet sixteen.

 

“Well,” Ophelia said. She walked into the foyer and began to act out what had happened.

 

“You see, I was just walking, minding my own business-“ she skipped around for a moment, randomly- “when suddenly I saw Gretchen, and there was this coyote-“

 

Sapphire groaned.

 

“So we took a stick, and fought the animals with our bare hands! And the coyote ran off in fear and got hit by this car, which sucked- I mean, there was blood and guts everywhere-“

 

“Seriously, it was disgusting,” Gretchen agreed. Sapphire couldn’t tell if they were lying or not, but she knew that at times Ophelia was a compulsive liar, and thus didn’t trust the story.

 

“You’re not answering my question,” the girl said firmly, “And where are Cassie and Dawn? I thought they’d come with you,”

 

Ophelia opened her mouth to reply, and Saph added: “Don’t say they were eaten by the coyote,”

 

“Actually-“ Gretchen started when the doorbell rang again and Sapphire turned around to see Cassie and Dawn at the door. “Oh,”

 

Cassie looked annoyed, “Why did you blow up that sign? And then run away?”

 

“What sign? I thought you mentioned a coyote!” Sapphire argued, getting confused.

 

“Ooh, coyote! Roadrunner!” Dawn said randomly and Cherry smacked her forehead.

 

“Well, we blew up a sign, but then we panicked and ran because it was your sign- that ‘For Sale’ thing in front of your house- but we figured you’d get mad, so we decided not to tell you,” Ophie finished.

 

Cassie groaned and Cherry slapped the wavy-blonde. “Oops! I told, heh, heh…”

 

Sapphire was about to scream, when she realized what the sign had said.

 

“For sale? I’m not moving.”

 

Nobody listened to her, the other four caught up in their own issues. “Where’d your coyote story come from?” Dawn asked.

 

Ophie shrugged. “I thought it would sound cool, and Cherry went with it, so…”

 

“But we blew up a sign! Not a coyote!”

 

“I didn’t say we blew up the coyote! It got hit by a car!”

 

“You killed the coyote?!” Dawn demanded.

 

“No! It’s a fictional coyote!”

 

Sapphire groaned again. Her ‘friends’ often made up weird stories and ended up confusing themselves.

 

But that wasn’t her problem right now. The truth was, they had blown up a sign, a sign saying her house was being sold. As more party guests began to arrive, Sapphire was left wondering…

 

Why hadn’t her parents told her she was moving?

 

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Natasha was panicking.

 

The time read 6:54 PM. The Jonas’ limo drove around the neighborhood, trying to find Sapphire Moonstones address. Natasha sat in the back with the other three.

 

“Oh God, how many people will be at the party?! What about fangirls? What about Kevin fangirls?! OH MY…” she paused, “…GOSH,” she said, so as not to offend, “THEY’LL KILL ME!” she shrieked.

 

Kevin, sitting next to her, put his arm around her shoulder comfortingly, and Natasha felt reassured for a brief second, but even Kevin Jonas can’t stop mobs. “Trust me, Nat, they won’t kill you. They’ll just get jealous, they always do,”

 

“Extremely jealous,” Joe muttered, thinking about killer fangirls. Natasha didn’t hear and Kevin shot his brother a look: Not helping!

 

 Joie shrugged as the slick limousine pulled into an abnormally long, paved driveway.

 

Suddenly, Nick noticed something.

 

“Is that driveway made of bronze?”

 

Everyone looked out the window and noticed that the driveway was shimmering a copper color, made of pure bronze. Kevin rolled his eyes, “Next thing you know the grass’ll be made of emeralds.”

 

The car jolted to a stop. “No one’s outside,” Joe added, “Maybe we can just slide in before we get mob-“ he cut himself off when he saw the look on Kevins face, “I mean, before we GET OUR PARTY ON!” he covered.

 

Nick smacked his forehead.

 

The walkway was made of bronze as well, which actually complimented the house, if not unusual. The house was white, the grass dark green, and the bronze walkway almost meshed the two colors together, creating a beautiful- if not somewhat heavenly- home-look. Heavenly? For a moment, Nick was freaked out. If he was on a heavenly walkway, and going to heaven was death… he had a strange sense that this party would be more dangerous then it appeared.

 

Crazy.

 

He shook the creepy idea out of his head.

 

The group approached the mahogany door and rang.

 

There was the sound of shrieking, screaming. Oh God, how many people are already there? It sounds like several hundred!

 

The door was pried open. A tall, slender blonde screamed.

 

“NICK!”

 

They weren’t expecting Sapphire of all people to fan-mob them. The girl jumped onto the younger boy, squealing and clutching.

 

The look on Nicks face screamed: Help! Natasha felt bad for him. First the Miley mess, and now this…

 

“HE’S MINE!”

 

A colorful black-haired girl ran at Sapphire and from somewhere inside someone yelled, “Dawn!”

 

Another person pried both girls off. “Sorry about that,” Cherry said, “Just… come in…”

 

Suddenly all three boys were fan-glomped.

 

“Back off! He’s mine!” Natasha yelled at three girls who had tried to claim Kevin.

 

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Autumn Rush didn’t care.

 

She didn’t care at all how many people had bothered to show up. In fact, the only reason she even thought of coming to this party was the mirrors.

 

She knew that all rich homes had mirrors, lots of them, so their narcissistic inhabitants could admire themselves even more, in all its expensive glory. The Moonstones home was no different. She had dragged the sorority girls to the party with her, and they needed a special mirror to summon Mary Worth.

 

Again.

 

Maybe they were crazy, or just… troubled? Maybe that was it. No one really knew what was up with these girls. Collected on the largest bathroom on the first floor, they prepared themselves for their best summon yet. The bathroom set the perfect mood- a massive mirror lined one of the walls and the rest was made of tile- turquoise and diamond, which reflected the candles beautifully. Apparently the Moonstones liked gems.

 

This party also gave them their second ‘ingredient’ for the summon- a sacrifice. They only needed someone who didn’t believe in Mary so they could do it traditionally, or at least as traditionally as they knew.

 

This was a main bathroom, so it was likely someone would come in soon. Of course, they’d probably be full of pee or something, Ana, one of the girls thought, but it’s better then using our own… like last time… she thought, remembering Cherry, the girl who they had done it with last time.

 

Cherry had used to be in their group. But the girl was scarred for life after what they did to her. Ana shrugged, not caring. She grabbed a tube of red lipstick and scrawled ‘666’ onto the mirror.

 

Now all they had to do was wait.

 

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“This is awesome!” Natasha danced with Kevin in the living room- although by its size, it could easily be a ballroom or even a gym- music playing in the background. Surprisingly, it was ‘The best of both worlds’ by Hannah Montana.

 

Natasha remembered Miley had yet to arrive. There were so many people already that the place was packed, and it wasn’t even eight yet.

 

She didn’t mind.

 

Neither of them could really dance- well, ballroom dance, for all the good it did. For the most part the couple was just attracting fans. There wasn’t much room to dance with the hoard of fangirls begging, “CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?!!!”

 

“Uh, sure,” Kevin said, signing another paper. People were starting to hoard Natasha too. Despite being new to the music business, the girl was talented, and people picked up on that fast.

 

Okay, if this is what my life’s gonna be like once I really hit it big, I’m not sure I really want to be a celebrity… she thought, signing another one. What am I thinking? Of course I do! She giggled slightly at the thought. Fans were great.

 

“What are you laughing about?” Kevin asked as the fan-mob started to dissipate, but only slightly. Natasha smiled.

 

“Nothing, really. Just…”

 

“…randomly giggling? Nice,” Kevin said and laughed. Suddenly, he looked up and spotted someone.

 

Aaron.

 

Natasha, distracted signing another random autograph, didn’t notice at first. Kevin knew who Aaron was, though most other people didn’t. Aaron was the one who had abused his girlfriend a few years ago.

 

Aaron Cruz: Tall, with short brown hair jelled up in little spikes and brown eyes, intimidating. How old was he now… 20? 21? Why was he of all people invited?

 

Aaron didn’t see them. He was busy trying to attract girls, showing off his biceps. “Idiot…” Kevin muttered. He gave all guys a bad name.

 

Natasha looked up. “Oh… s- I mean, crap,” she muttered, low enough for the fans not to hear, and trying not to panic while still in public.

 

She turned to Kevin.

 

“I’ll be back,”

 

Natasha Tullidge sped off, not wanting Aaron to spot her, not right now, anyway. She dove into a random bathroom, thinking the same thing Kevin had: Why did they invite him?

 

She looked up and saw a group of girls, all dressed in back and red, standing next to the mirror.

 

“Uh… hi…” Natasha trailed off, confused. This wasn’t expected. “…what are you doing?” It was obvious they weren’t in the bathroom because they needed to use it. She noticed ‘666’ was scrawled on the mirror and shuddered.

 

“Summoning Bloody Mary. Wanna help?” one asked, way too sweetly.

 

“Uh… no thanks… I’ll be going now…” Natasha nodded and backed out.

 

So much for finding refuge there.

 

Suddenly she ran into another group of fans, who screamed, “OH MY JONAS, ARE YOU DATING KEVIN?!”

 

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Ding!

 

The lights were already on, as seen through the windows, and music played so loudly that even outside, Miley could hear. Clearly the party was already full-swing. It was time some celebrities showed up.

 

Miley rang again, her limo waiting down the street to pick her up at any time (if at all necessary) and a blonde opened up. That’s so not Sapphire, she thought, having seen Sapphires pictures on myspace, she’s taller.

 

“OH MY GOSH, IT’S…” Ophelia stopped, “Never mind. It’s just Miley.”

 

Miley was confused for a second until Ophelia slammed the door in her face.

 

“Hey!” Miley was suddenly scared. Was this one of her haters? How many people really did hate her? She thought she’d find fans here, not enemies!

 

“HELLO?!”

 

Miley rang on the door again, massaging her nose, which had been hit by the door. Someone else opened up. A girl with long black hair screamed bloody murder and made to slam the door when a tall redhead wrenched the knob out of her grasp, “Dawn!”

 

Suddenly the second girl turned to see Miley. “Oh. Hi.” She said blandly, not caring if Miley was here.

 

Miley walked in, carefully. “Where’s Sapphire?” she asked, already annoyed with the three girls.

 

Ophelia shrugged. Miley sighed; this is so not what I had in mind!

 

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Cassandra Charm wandered around, looking for a bathroom. So, Miley had shown up. So what? Cassie’d seen how Miley acted in real life, everyone had. She wasn’t eager to meet Miley at all, thought she was interested in those Jonas Brothers… they are hot…

 

She pushed open a door and saw a group of goth-looking girls clad in blacks and rose red. “Uh, is this the bathroom…?” she asked suddenly. Of course it was, there was even a shower in here! She recognized only one of the girls, Autumn Rush, and realized who must be here.

 

Oh crap, the sorority girls, crap, I’m out of here!

 

“Bye!” she said quickly, and spun around, when the Rush’s voice stopped her.

 

“Hey, do you believe in Mary Worth?”

 

Cassandra rolled her eyes. “Of course not. It’s all made up,”

 

The girls exchanged a glance.

 

“Do you wanna help us with something?” Autumn asked, walking forward. Cassie thought. No, I definitely don’t! “Help us… prove a theory?”

 

“What theory?” the logical girl asked suspiciously.

 

“Whether or not Bloody Mary exists.” Rush smiled. “Trust me; we just need a nonbeliever to help us,”

 

Some of the other girls nodded, and Cassandra noticed they were starting to collect around the door. Oh crap, I’m trapped in here! Cassie had a mini-panic attack.

 

“Uh… sure…”

 

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Kray was on the railing, effectively proving the party had gone insane.

 

The railing of the second floor mainly served as a protective fence so that people wouldn’t fall the thirty or so feet into the foyer below. Kray took the railing as a balance beam, already halfway across. There were only two ways to fall for her. She could fall to the left, down five feet to the carpeted floor of the second-story hallway, or she could fall right, thirty feet into a crowd of people.

 

She didn’t do either. “So, who’s joining me up here?” she asked. “It’s not that scary,” she pointed out.

 

Sapphire, in the foyer below, looked up and screamed.

 

Not because Kray was on the railing, actually, it was because someone had hooked her favorite Prada purse onto the chandelier. How did they do that? was an irrelevant question, the sad truth was that her party was out of control.

 

If she was to look back onto the situation only a day later, she would have said that was completely controlled compared to what happened later.

 

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A party, a princess, a serial killer. Who’s who?

 

It didn’t matter.

 

Gavin Davis had many aliases. To a lot of people, he was Troy Acosta. To some, he was Leo Acosta, and to a special, select few, he was bloodandtears308.

 

Posing as an angsty teenager felt like his job. But Davis had no job anymore. The real Gavin Davis was dead, killed by murder a few years ago. Gavin- the new Gavin- liked to take peoples identities when he killed them, like a monster in a childhood fairytale. Troy Acosta was who he really was. Troy was on the run from the death penalty, and Leo, his brother… Leo was also dead. Did that really matter? His new hobby was to pick up random teenagers on the internet, get to know them personally, then emotionally torture them when he killed them. The government had never been able to arrest this man.

 

It was almost… funny how gullible people were these days. This house looks expensive, Gavin thought, Maybe I'll just take a few things before…

 

Gavin Davis was a sadistic man. This place was teeming with people easy to kill. And he liked that. He wanted to cause a commotion, he wanted to see people panic, he wanted to see chaos.

 

Might as well set them off now, he thought. Get them to freak out and then pick them off, slowly. He saw no need to kill everybody. Most of these people were worthless. He wanted to get special people, people that other civilians would panic about. Something that would send CNN whirling.

 

Sapphire.

 

Miley.

 

Maybe a few more…

 

Nick? Joe? Kevin? Who else? He shrugged and decided to 'play' a bit, kill a few randomly. In the massivity of people here, no one would notice just who threw the knife.

 

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"I don't believe in Mary Worth, I don't believe in Mary Worth…"

 

Blindfolded, Cassie was spun around thirteen or so times, she wasn't counting. The other girls were chanting something inaudible. Suddenly Autumn stopped spinning her and shrieked to the mirror-

 

"I killed your baby, Mary Worth!"

 

 

 

Gatecrashers, Chapter one

 

One could learn a lot of things on Myspace. You could learn about internet stalkers, emos, rich men living in Kuwait and a multitude of other things.

 

On AngelGirl101's profile, you could learn that she lived in Beverly Hills, was somehow connected to the Jonas Brothers, had a chocolate weakness, loved Abercrombie and Fitch and Aeropostale, and had a host of friends. Her profile was decorated in purple- her favorite color- and adorned with little yellow stars on the edges. 'SOS' was on her playlist. AngelGirl101 had 3,782 friends, the majority of which lived in California, although she didn't know most of them.

 

AngelGirl101 was logged on. Sapphire Moonstone clicked away at the keyboard as she went to her friends list and sent out a massive bulletin advertising her party to anyone in Southern California who wanted to see the Jonas- free of charge. The date, next Friday. The location? Her house.

 

She didn't know there was a serial killer on her friends list.

 

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Backtracking would be nice.

 

There was only one cool way to throw a party around here.

 

Pretty, perfect, popular and rich were the best ways to describe Sapphire Moonstone. Platinum blonde, tall, blue-eyed and California skin, the fifteen year old looked just like Barbie, and was about as accomplished. She lived in a huge mansion in Beverly Hills, and for the most part, she wasn't spoiled, although she wasn't really generous either.

 

The secret to her fortune was her fathers job- working for the Jonas Brothers. It was an unusual profession, but it granted the one-child family instant popularity. Of course, because of this, her father was never home, but Sapphire didn't really care.

 

All she cared about right now was having the best sweet sixteen- one that would surely send her older friends who had already had one into a fit of envy. Of course, they already envied her- she just wanted them to do it more.

 

Sapphire had many friends, some of whom she had forgotten. Among those were sweet, logical girl Cassandra Charm, who didn't really fit into Sapphires preppy lifestyle. Regardless, Sapphire had been friends with the girl since third grade, and she didn't want to let that die.

 

Then there was Ophelia Crobe, a girl so far gone she was completely outside the social food chain. Despite the many times the she could have ruined Sapphires reputation, she still kept the easily insane teen as a friend, though she wasn't sure why.

 

The friends she did allow to be known to associate with her in public were much different then Cassie and Ophie. Her clique of preps terrorized the lower classmen at Washington High School. Of these, there was Kray McGuire, easily the most intimidating girl in school. She wasn't a broad shouldered, leather wearing bully, but her presence- very tall, with thin black hair that fell down almost to her waist, and her almost gothic clothes tended to frighten people. A rumor had spread that Kray knew Kung Fu, and as such was Sapphires protector, further insuring that no one messed with Sapphire Moonstone.

 

Kray had another friend, an even creepier goth girl named Autumn Rush, although she went by Rush most of the time. Rush had short black hair and a nose ring- not a cowbell, or whatever they were called these days, but a side nose ring. This one had a sorority group of girls who were mostly avoided. There was a rumor they had summoned Bloody Mary several times.

 

But out of Sapphires closest group of preppie friends, there was Mackie; the talker, Audrey; the designer, Pamela; the actress, Toby; the hot football player, Nick; the actor, Saria; the romantic, and Anya; the bitch-slapper.

 

Sapphire's life was perfect. But to her, it wasn't perfect enough. She needed the best sweet sixteen.

 

And she knew how to do it.

 

The Jonas Brothers.

 

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Their kitchen was like a dining hall.

 

With slick, polished wood floors and a long table set with a burgundy cloth and tall candles, this part of the house was more like palace. The countertops were made of marble and the sink nozzle was more like a fountain. An older, fashionable woman with cropped blonde hair and hazel eyes was cooking something on the stove.

 

"Mmm, that smells good," Sapphire complimented, trotting into the room. She threw her luscious hair back, "You look gorgeous today, mom,"

 

"Thanks, dear," the woman said, stirring the large boiling bowl of spaghetti. She had a thin, faux fur leopard print top on, sleeveless, and covering up a white sleeved shirt that complimented it greatly. Topping it off was a black skirt that made you think Ms. Moonstone was about to go partying, and not cooking.

 

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed.

 

"What do you want?" she asked her daughter suspiciously.

 

Sapphire prepared for her dramatic moment.

 

She fell back against the marble nearby the stove, hand over her forehead. "I'm so jealous of all my friends' sweet sixteens…"

 

The mom sighed. Oh boy, she thought, knowing where this was going. "How could you be jealous? They did Cassies at Chuckie Cheeses and Ophelias at that synagogue… the rabbi still kind of scares me…"

 

"Yeah, but Cassie has a beachhouse in Hawaii or something, and they're doing her seventeenth there," the girl pointed out, standing up. "Besides, I mean my other friends. Audrey had hers at that fashion show and Toby had his on MTV,"

 

Mom groaned, "I'm not doing your party on MTV,"

 

"You don't have to," the blonde said. "I just want the Jonas to come,"

 

Her mother started laughing so hard that her ladle fell into the boiling pot and started to sizzle, she, however, didn't notice.

 

"Honey, aren't you a bit old for the Jonas Brothers?" she said, amid giggles.

 

"Mom, dad works for them. He can get them to show up. And besides, everyone at Washington loves them. Insta-popularity," she added, snapping her fingers.

 

"Aren't you already popular?" Ms. Moonstone asked. Sapphire didn't respond, and so she continued, "Besides, you're not answering the question. You liked the Jonas when you were twelve, dear,"

 

"Mom, they're not a kiddie band! You of all people should know that!" the Hollister wearing girl yelled. But she knew mother didn't approve of her dads job, no matter how much money it generated.

 

"Whatever. Can they come?" she begged, after her mom didn't reply.

 

"Ask your father, dear, he'd have to arrange it,"

 

"He's in Sacramento!"

 

"Then call him!" mother yelled as she tried to get the ladle out of the bowl with a pair of pliers. Sapphire groaned. "Fine. I will,"

 

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"Hello?"

 

"Sorry, this number is now out of service. Please try again," the annoying sound of an operator rang around Sapphires room as she tried her dads number. He tended to change it often, which greatly annoyed the family. She dialed again. "Dad?"

 

"Out of service," her father taunted from the other end of the line. His daughter laughed.

 

"Dad, stop messing with me!" she giggled. "How are you?"

 

"What'd you want?" he asked suddenly, knowing she only ever called for stuff.

 

"Ugh, you're just like mom. Hey, I was wondering…"

 

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A shriek pierced the air. Immediately, Audrey, Pamela, Mackie, Toby, Nick, Saria and Anya covered their ears during lunch period at Washington High School as their queen screamed with delight.

 

When she stopped was when the questions began to crop up.

 

"Did he seriously say yes?"

 

"Are the Jonas coming?!"

 

Anya bitch-slapped Audrey and Saria. "You were saying?" she asked Sapphire sweetly as Audrey and Saria rubbed their arms, annoyed.

 

"Well, I called him, and he thinks  the Jonas' schedule is free, so they're coming!" the blonde squealed and screamed with excitement again. Everyone covered their ears until she stopped. "The party will be at my house," she added.

 

"How are you going to get people to come?" Beautiful Saria Patel asked. "I mean, besides from this school. You need to advertise!"

 

Sapphire grinned, her friend was a genius.

 

"I know the perfect place to get people to show up," Saria added. "Myspace,"

 

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"Ugh, look at them. They're so caught up in that party," Cassie muttered, eating lunch with Ophelia and Gretchen "Cherry" Stardust on the other side of the cafeteria.

 

"Whatever. They're still inviting us, right?"

 

"Ophelia!" Cassie said. "Come on, even if Sapphires our friend, this is her preppie party,"

 

"I, actually, consider myself very popular," Ophelia explained, playing with her chicken patty. Cherry snorted. "And besides, we are still kind of friends with her…"

 

"Yeah, whenever she's not in public," Cherry muttered. Gretchen had moved in only a year ago, and was still new to the social status of everyone in school. She leaned over and suddenly her glasses fell into her soup.

 

"Ack! I can't see!"

 

Ophie and Cassie burst out laughing. If anything, Gretchen was a total nerd, and the obnoxious, clingy kind. Whenever Sapphire didn't hang out with Ophie and Cassie, Cherry was there as a 'replacement'.

 

"Stop laughing!" the brunette yelled. She fished through the bowl and pulled out a tomato-sauce covered pair of specks.

 

"Yeah… you might want to clean those," the wavy blonde- Ophelia- said. Cassie shook her head, red curls framing her face, as the bell rang.

 

"We don't have time… if we don't run to class now, we'll be late!" Cassandra said, bolting up. Their next class was on the other side of the school.

 

Cherry groaned.

 

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This is the part when Sapphire contacted 3,000 people…

 

Sapphire Moonstone contacted 3,000 people.

 

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"Guys! GUYS!"

 

Walking home from school, Ophelia Crobe and Cassie Charm turned around to see a familiar, black haired girl nearly flying toward them. Her straight bangs went down to her eyes, and the rest of her hair tumbled down her shoulders and hit a colorful tee shirt. Her backpack bounced up and down as tall, slim Dawn Schmidt ran towards them.

 

"Hey, Dawn!" Ophelia said cheerily as the girl caught up. "I haven't seen you since-"

 

"This morning," Dawn said laughing. "We ride the same morning bus,"

 

"You know Ophie has memory problems," Cassandra pointed out. She looked at Dawn.

 

"You're covered in paint!"

 

All over Dawns arms was wet, colorful craft paint. Which was weird, because the teen was carrying several notebooks and didn't seem to care that they were slowly being colored with impressions of her arm.

 

"Meh, we just had art class," she said. "I've got Sapphire in my class this year, it sucks,"

 

Ophie and Cassie didn't say anything, as they liked to consider themselves friends with the rich girl.

 

"…anyway, I heard her talking about this party, and that she'd tell everyone on Myspace…"

 

"I have a Myspace," Ophelia said, "I think…"

 

"I don't have one, the rents would kill me," Cassie added, sadly.

 

"We'll just go on mine, then," Dawn said. She pointed her arm into the air. "TO MY HOUSE!"

 

Instantly, all her notebooks fell to the pavement, flashcards and other random papers falling out and scattering themselves over the asphalt.

 

"Oh, crap,"

 

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Click.

 

Click.

 

Click.

 

With two fingers, Dawn slowly typed on a laptop upstairs in the Schmidt household.

 

Click.

 

Click.

 

"You never took a typing class, huh," Cassie muttered. Ophelia was impatient, looking over Dawns shoulder and effectively- but unintentionally- creeping the girl out.

 

"Hold… on…"

 

Click.

 

Click.

 

"You realize you're getting paint all over the keyboard, right?" Cassie asked. Dawn looked at her hands, then at the computer.

 

"Oh, crap!"

 

Her keyboard was now a beautiful tie-dye color.

 

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“Dude, you all really need to clear your schedule for once,”

 

In front of soon-to-be thousands of people, the Jonas Brothers- and Kevin’s girlfriend, Natasha Tullidge- wandered around the stage, randomly practicing before the big concert. Since finishing their tour, the Jonas had been performing around California, and was preparing to start up a third tour soon. They were rehearsing ‘SOS’ – still one of their most popular songs – and Natasha was on a laptop computer in the empty seats below, wandering around random websites.

 

The song ended and Natasha put the electrical equipment down and clapped. “Bravo, bravo!” she cheered. “Encore!”

 

The 20 year old girl wasn’t well known around Jonas circles yet, but that was only because she had started going out with Kevin again less then a month ago. She had black hair- although she insisted it was dark brown- brown eyes, and Asian features. She was tall, she was gorgeous; funny, creative, clever, sweet… everything Kevin had been looking for. Natasha Tullidge was like his dream girl.

 

“Heh, thanks,” Modest Nick said, jumping down from the stage.

 

“What’s with the computer?” Kevin asked Natasha, or Nat as he sometimes called her- ‘Nat’ was not only the first three letters of her name, but also her initials.

 

“This AngelGirl101 person’s having a party… I didn’t know you were going to a party…” she trailed off, confused, one of the girls on Sapphire Moonstones friend list. Kevin looked over her shoulder.

 

“I didn’t think we were going to a party…” he said. “Well, we are, but that’s Mr. Moonstone’s daughter…”

 

Joe looked curious, “Who’s AngelGirl101?”

 

Nick shrugged. Natasha jumped.

 

“That is Mr. Moonstone’s daughter!” she realized. “This is even her address!”

 

“She sent her address out to over 3,000 people?! Is she crazy?” Kevin asked, wondering how she could possibly have any common sense. Any of her ‘friends’ could be…

 

“That girl’s in some serious trouble,” Joe muttered.

 

“And it also says her parents will be out of town then…” Kevin said, still reading the bulletin. “Guys, we should go,”

 

“Are you CRAZY?! There could be hundreds of people!” Nick and Joe protested. Performing in front of hundreds was one thing. Partying with hundreds while the folks were out of town was something different entirely.

 

“We have to, guys,” Kevin said. “This Sapphire girl is getting herself in over her head… we should help, at least,”

 

Natasha nodded. “Okay. But I’m so going to regret this,”

 

Everyone else agreed.

 

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