Hi, this is the beginning of something, that i overloaded with information, and i want to keep most of it, but it has to be rearranged. I really want to have this story but it needs some major changes. I edited the language to have more views and be more appropriate, but the final will be full of swears, to be more accurate. But i need to know what to keep, lose ,and save for later. I'm not looking for grammatical errors as again the placement of information already given. this is the beginning and it's not finished, but i want to get a better idea for how to continue. THANK YOU FOR READING
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Eight periods in the life: Halloween
Sombrero? Check. Pajamas? Check. Shirt? Check. Tooth brush? Check. Booze? Check. Alright, let’s go. I packed all the items I had gathered into my backpack, padding my bottle of Jack Daniels so it wouldn’t make a sound when I am around my dad. I bolted down the stairs, ready for the night that would ensue. It was Halloween and I was ready to party. I gotta get out of here Penelope’s house is far away, about an hour, and I don’t want to miss a minute of trick or treat.
“Hey you ready to go?” my dad asks, I wonder what kind of plans, if any, he has tonight.
“I am most definitely!” I exclaimed. All of Penney’s hot friends are going to be there and sleep over, and I am itching to see more girls in slutty costumes than I already have in school today. Penelope and Sam are definitely my favorite cousins.
I got in the car my dad started the engine, and I was on my way to a night that promised awesomeness. I held my bag tight so that the whiskey will not make a splash against the glass bottle. Dad wasn’t the real threat to being busted. The real threat was Penelope’s dad Uncle Glen. Back in the day he was a major partier; he was the one in my mom’s family that smoked and drank when all the others didn’t. I was paranoid he’d see our plan a mile away, so I start to silently pray. I always get the feeling that he dislikes me. It seems like every time I’m over I screw up and make him dislike me more. If I wasn’t his nephew I think he wouldn’t have me over at all if he had his way. Even if I’m his nephew, I feel that way.
I started with a Hail Mary. Something I have noticed is that if I pray hard enough, and really mean it, God will protect me from being caught.
As we pulled up to the turn onto Penney’s street, I see Uncle Glen driving in the opposite direction. God’s on my side with this one. We pulled into the drive way, and I stepped out, still griping my bag like a life preserver in a freezing ocean. We walked inside and I saw Aunt Jenny and one of Maria’s friends Mom. Maria is Penney’s little sister. She’s short, maybe 5 foot, She’s gonna be…12. 12! Holy crap, no way! She looks 10, and acts 8. This summer she wouldn’t swim in the lake until the last day of camp. I had to convince her that because of global warming, all of the turtles migrated to the southern half of the lake to warm up. It seems like lately she has been a lot more annoying, instead of being more mature. There was one time that I was chilling in her room with Sam and Penney, and I stepped on a bag of Tampax. That was really awkward for me.
Aunt Jenny seems a lot different than Uncle Glen. She always loves having me over. She’s funny, and sometimes shows, a goofy side. That must be where the Penney comes from. Anyway I stepped in and proceeded say.
“Hey Aunt Jenny.”
“Hey Eric, come on in!” she said and looks at my dad.
“How you doing, Bob?” she says. I think it’s gotta be weird for her to talk to her Sister-in-laws-may-as-well-be-blood Ex-husband.
“Well, you know same as everyday.” They get into a talk about politics and the election as I head up stairs to see Penney and her friends. I get to the door at the bottom of the stairs leading to the third floor. I yell,
“Hey! Can I come up? You guys dressed?”
“Erie! Come up we’re all dressed! Penney yells. I walk up to her room to a beautiful scene.
I look around to see Penney, who my eyes automatically faze out, six of hottest minors in Hillsboro County. One of them runs up and gives me a hug. It was Lee, a hot, party veteran, Asian, and just for tonight, a police woman. She’s almost a tie for goofiest girl I have ever met. She’s the same age as Penney, 16 two years older than me. She started partying like two years ago.
I wish was hotter, or less fat, I’d be hotter if I were less fat. What would it be like if I just woke up, ripped, and just went to school? Just imagine what would go down. I’d probably get a lot less crap, and take a lot less too. Most times I just don’t even get mad, I just don’t care. One time a kid in my gym class pantsed me, only my short, but in the middle of gym. There weren’t many people in there at the time. I just stared at my shorts lying on my feet, shrugged then pulled them up.
So, Lee gives me a big hug and says.
“Erie! How you been doing? It’s been a wicked long time since I’ve seen you!”
“Lee, that was a week!” I said laughing she stopped hugging me and steps back. She turned her head diagonally to the left hand a puzzling look crosses her face.
“Oh Yeah! Ha-ha I forgot about that.” Last weekend I was over for Penneys’ birthday. I had a robotic baby for teen relationships, eighth period. My teacher asked me if that makes me think twice about having sex. I nodded, but the only thing I learn was to pull out. All the girls in the room were there last weekend. We went to a haunted house and then hung around. My Uncle Glen made me go back with Aunt Jenny and Penneys’ friend Dillon because she couldn’t handle how scary the haunted house was. My Uncle pressured Aunt Jenny to bring me back because I left the baby in the car. My Uncle Pretty much hates me.
“Hey, Eric.” they all said at different times. I walked over and sat on the bed while they continued a conversation I wasn’t listening to. I’m focused on the fact that I will be drunk, and at least a couple of them will be drunk, and wonder if I could at least make out with one of them. That would make the night even if we get caught but, Gods got my back.
I see six awesome costumes, a Go-Go Girl; she’s like a D cup, forcing them into a C sized dress. That was nice. Her name’s Danielle, she seems like a nice enough person, she’s pretty cool she Looked really good tonight, but I bet that’s not just for her, we’re meeting up other people. I see Kaily; I’ve known her the longest out of any of Penney’s friends. She’s used to hate me I think, when I was over in the past couple years she just wouldn’t talk to me. That ended. I’ve known her for probably six years, third grade was a while back. Dillon I like the most, but not for her looks. Well, it’s hard She’s just really funny, like we started taking video’s of her dancing to “Oops, I did it again”. She knows it by heart.
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