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little makeup, but with Stacy in charge there was no way I was stepping foot outside this house without full makeup on.
    By the time we were finished, I was looking at a stranger looking directly back at me in the mirror. It couldn't be me. The girl who looked back at me was stunning. Stacy was a magician with makeup and hair. Now I was kind of excited about the evening ahead.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    The party was relatively close to Stacy's. We didn't have far to walk, so I didn't have to endure Stacy's driving again. That by itself got the evening off to a good start. We giggled and gossiped the entire walk to the party, the topic of the conversation being boys. They were giving me the rundown of most of the guys who were going to be at the party. Other than Jared and Andrew, I hadn't really taken note of the boys in our school.
    It was getting a little cooler as we made our way over, so I put my jacket on. I hugged it tightly around myself, glad I had an item of clothing I could hide behind. I wouldn't be able to hide in it for long, but for the time being, I felt protected from prying eyes. Stacy was dressed in a black mini skirt with knee-high boots and a red halter-neck top. Kennedy was dressed a little more conservatively in a thin, strapped, blue top with a sequence design on the front, matched with a dark blue skirt and matching sandals.
    The closer we got to the house where the party was, the louder the music got. As we got into the party, music vibrated through the house and the partygoers were scattered around the front as well as talking and dancing outside on the front porch.
    It was only eight, but the party seemed to be in full swing. A couple of guys looked a little unsteady on their feet as they continued to sip liquid from red plastic cups. They had clearly been drinking for a while already. There was even a girl hunched over the bushes, which bordered the front garden, throwing up. I scrunched up my nose in disgust.
    Stacy pulled my hand and we followed Kennedy into the house. For a quiet little town, these kids sure can throw a party , I thought. I looked around and saw that most of the house's furniture had been moved to make room for a makeshift dance floor in the living room. It was really packed. I wasn't going to stress about it now. I decided I was going to relax and try and enjoy myself. We continued through the house until we got to the kitchen.
    A few guys were pouring a mysterious liquid into plastic red cups--liquid that I was positive was alcoholic.
    "Hey, David," Stacy greeted one of the guys who was pouring the drinks. I recognized him as the same David who Andrew had introduced me to and I wondered if Andrew was at the party as well.
    "Hi, Stacy, glad you made it," he greeted back with a twinkle in his eye. Stacy smiled, obviously loving the attention she was getting form him.
    "Drinks?" he offered us. We all accepted and I took a tentative sip of the mysterious contents of the cup. It was definitely alcoholic, although I didn't have enough experience in drinking alcohol to be able to distinguish what kind of alcohol it was. It didn't really matter, I supposed. Looking around the room, it seemed to have the desired effect. People were letting loose and enjoying themselves.
    "See you later." Stacy winked at David and then led Kennedy and me out of the kitchen to the living room.
    We stood on the outskirts of the dance floor, sipping our drinks and watching people dancing. After a while the alcohol loosened us up and we all joined with the rest of the crowd on the dance floor. That was the thing about alcohol: it made me feel more carefree. The three of us lost ourselves to the music. Once our drinks were finished, Stacy went back to the kitchen for refills while Kennedy and I remained on the dance floor.
    I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Andrew standing next to me.
    "Hi," I greeted him, giving him a friendly smile.
    "Hey," he greeted back, watching me with his big, expressive eyes.