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SIN Chapter 3

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Deception.

Suffocation.

Desperation.

Dissolution.

It was already the next day, Friday, the best day of the week! Which also means one more day until Omar's party! I can't wait!

The first period went along swellingly, now for theatre.

I sat down at the desk, it was seated between Judy and Omar.

“You excited for tomorrow?” Omar leaned in, I nodded and smiled while taking the notes from my binder.

“There's going to be plenty of stuff to do! We'll serve chips, alcohol, fruits-”

“Wait alcohol? Aren't we too young to drink?” Judy leaned into our conversation.

“What's wrong with living a little?” Omar laughed, Judy looked at me concernedly.

“Hey, I won't even be going near the alcohol. You don't have to worry about me.” I told her.

“If you don't want to drink alcohol, that's fine, we're going to have a punch bowl on the table too.”

“I'm not worried about what I'll drink, I'm concerned about if we get busted! We're only 17-18, we have to be at least 19!” Judy exclaimed, keeping her voice down.

“Close enough, and it's highly unlikely that we'll get caught,” Omar said.

This didn't reassure Judy.

“If you're so worried about it, maybe you shouldn't come.” Judy tensed at Omar's words.

“I'll come…” Judy whispered.

Omar shrugged while Judy slumped into her seat. He opened his astrology book and continued reading. Oh! That reminds me!

“Omar, you like dark fantasy, right?” He looked at me giddily.

“Yessss?? Why? You interested in it?”

“No, but Marcus is. He's into dark fantasy!”

“Marcus? Marcus D Angelo?”

I nodded, suddenly remembering all the events that happened yesterday. I still want to be friends with him, though… if he starts to get out of hand, I'll have to put some distance between us.

I turned back to Omar. “Yes, Marcus.”

Omar thought for a bit.

“Oh, heh, that's not surprising.”

“How so?”

“He just seems like the type to be.” Omar shot me a smile before turning back to his book.

Hmm, I guess he does seem like the type.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: 🔔🔔🔔:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Math is my second least favourite subject. Period.

Judy and I were walking together to our math class; she insisted on holding hands. We both stood at the doorway, examining the classroom in a way. Marcus was sitting at our table. Early as usual.

Judy kissed my cheek before skipping to her seat, she passed Marcus while slightly smirking at him. I scoffed, can't she just leave the poor guy alone?

I sat down next to him, noticing he was reading from a scrunched-up paper. I leaned in a bit.

It was a poem.

“You write poems?” He hid the paper under his stack of notes.

“Maybe” He didn't face my way, probably embarrassed.

“Sooo, did you decide if you were coming to Omar's party yet?”

“Yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt to check it out.” He smiled.

“Now, back to the poem-”

“You're not reading it,” Marcus said, back to his usual monotone voice.

“Oh please!! I love to write poems! I swear I won't judge!” I tugged on his arm.

“Hmm, not right now, but probably in the future.”

He turned to face me, smiling.

I backed up a bit, just now noticing how close we were.

“Are you okay? You're turning red.” Marcus pressed the back of his hand onto my forehead.

“I'm fine! Just getting a bit hot in here, haha!” I fanned myself while averting his gaze.

“Are you sure? The nurse's office isn't that far-”

“I'M SURE.”

“Okay…” Marcus returned to his paper while looking up at the teacher who just walked in.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. This was a normal reaction! We were close (ON ACCIDENT) and it caught me by surprise! Totally normal reaction!

I hopefully managed to return to my normal colour.

I sighed, I can't wait for tomorrow.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 🌃🌆🌇☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Yesterday passed like a breeze. It's finally time for a well-earned rest.

Omar's party isn't until later at night, so I have plenty of time to relax.

I grinned to myself.

Sometimes I forget I live alone. I only just moved into my apartment, a few months ago. It still feels like my parents will just pop out of nowhere.

I poured some cereal into a bowl and then some milk. I sat down and ate my breakfast.

I scrolled through insta till I got a notification from Omar.

Hyped for tonight!!

😎😎😎

Suddenly, my phone chimed with a new notification from Messenger. It was from an unknown number; it read “Hi”.

Btw, Marcus asked for your number. Thought y'all were buddies, so I gave it to him

Next time warn me about it first, got scared for a sec

lol

I changed Marcus's contact to his name and texted him back.

Hi! Marcus right?

Yeah

Cool. Getting ready for the party?

No. The party isn't until 7:30 pm

Right 😅

What are you gonna wear?

He was so blunt while texting, it was getting scary.

Nothing too fancy. Probably a hoodie at best.

Oh, I see. And your friends?

Well, that's new.

Judy is either going to match with Vanessa or just going to be casual, Vanessa is definitely going to go all out and Omar is going to wear something semi-formal.

Have you and Omar been getting along? He told me he gave you my number.

You could say that.

That was enough texting for me. It was getting a little awkward.

My phone chimed again,

Marcus hearted your message: “:)”

I smiled.

I really couldn't wait for tonight.

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚🎉🎊🎈˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

I stood in front of Omar's house.

Even though I was ten minutes early, the house was already full.

A cold hand touched my shoulder, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“Heyyyy! Are you ready to party??”

“Hey, Vanessa.”

As I guessed, she was wearing a very… uh… revealing black dress. It barely covered her thighs.

“I guess I am…”

She dragged me by the arm and inside the house.

I have been to Omar's house many times, but it always amazed me how big it is.

There were multicoloured lights everywhere, people dancing, people drowning themselves in-

“Hey, is that Judy?”

I stopped in my tracks, Vanessa too.

Judy was in a middle of a ring of people yelling “Chug, chug, chug!” in unison while she chugged a whole bottle of wine. Jesus Christ!

“She seems like she's having fun, now c'mon, let's dance!”

She shrugged Judy off and dragged me away to the dance floor. This time I resisted and slapped her hand away, making my way toward Judy.

“Judy! What the hell are you doing?!” I pulled her away from the crowd, however, to my surprise, she pushed me away.

“Oh, fuck off, bAbE!”

“Excuse me?” I asked; she most definitely was drunk.

“You're always hic chatting and hic hanging out with that fa hick, never have time for meee…”

She slouched onto me.

“Judy, that's not it at all. He's just new and … isn't making friends…”

“EXCUSES!!!!” Judy blurted out, pushing me yet again.

“Go awayyy”

“What-”

“GO away! Leave me, go to hic your new boyfriend!!” She wobbled away, leaving me alone, blushing…

Boyfriend???

I'm not gay, I'm dating her! I'm straight! I think…

I spot Omar in the distance, he's wearing very formal attire and chatting with some girls. I recognize some of their faces, they looked older, but I'm sure they were still in our grade.

Omar looks my way, he (supposedly) makes up an excuse to the girls and jogs toward me.

“Hi there Omar!”

He wraps me in a big hug.

“So glad you could make it! Is everybody else here too?” He asks. I cringed.

Judy is probably crying in a bathroom, Vanessa is most likely somewhere trying to get laid, and Marcus-

Where is Marcus?

“Yeah… uhm, have you seen Marcus anywhere?” Omar cocks an eyebrow.

“Marcus? No, haven't seen him. Probably didn't arrive yet, or didn't come at all.” He shrugged and patted me on the shoulder.

“I'm going to go back, catch you later!” He winked and waved before walking back to the girls.

This party wasn't turning out the way I expected it to.

I looked around, everybody is either dancing, drinking or talking.

Ugh, it was starting to get stuffy in here…

I made my way outside to the balcony, the music slowly fading into the background.

I leaned against the rails, looking up at the night sky. There were many stars up tonight.

It was pretty.

I smiled and closed my eyes, staying silent for some time.

I suddenly felt a new presence appear next to me.

“Judy, if you're finally done moping around, Marcus and I aren't dating. Final-”

“Bummer.”

I opened my eyes and saw Marcus beside me.

“Sorry,” I blushed out of EMBARRASSMENT, “Judy's just making these random accusations.”

Marcus didn't say anything.

“You and Judy are dating, right?” Marcus asks.

I nod.

“Why do you always go after her?” He whispers, most likely to himself. I don't say anything.

He takes a cigarette out of his pocket and places it between his lips. He takes his lighter from his other pocket and lights the cigarette.

I groan, “You really have to stop.” He shrugs in response.

“It helps me keep my mind off things.”

“What things?”

Marcus pinched the cigarette's butt, the flame dying out.

“How did you do that without it burning your fingers?”

Marcus chucked the cigarette off the balcony.

“Done it so many times, my fingers are already numb.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the rails.

The party was starting to get louder, as if they were cheering for something… someone.

I wonder what's going on in there…

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