Claire groans as she throws outfits around her room. "What to wear..." she murmurs, making her to her wardrobe and pulling out a few outfits, before chucking them on her bed. "Too formal, clashes with the top, no way am I wearing
sweats to a party."
She finally chose her
outfit and did her hair into a messy bun, before packing all a girls essentials into her bag - and her camera, a notebook and a pen. She had recently aquired a love of photography and fashion designig, and whenever she felt imaginative, she would jot something down. And everyone loved to take pictures at a sleepover. It was a must.
Of course, at this point, she didn't realize that Amanda had invited
way more than the three bestfriends. She shouldhave known better thouh. Amanda was known for her crazy parties. Claire just didn't think she would go as far as inviting boys to a sleepover.
Claire slipped down the stairs and out the front door, hopping into her brothers car. True, she didn't have a drivers license, and technically needed an adult supervisor in the car, but where was the fun in that? She had her brothers keys, and was all for driving herself there.
She just about managed to arrive at the party without getting pulled over by the cops. Her stomach held butterflies, as even though she had no idea it was to be a party, she was aware of the crazy stuff that happens at Amanda's house. She glanced at the house before knocking on the door. She had so much memories in the house - both good and bad.