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Show Inside Out, 211 Another car was just turning into the circle. "Yeah," I said. "Wait around the corner, would you? Thanks, Dad." I slammed the door and he pulled slowly away. The other car pulled up and double parked behind another car in the driveway. Three kids got out, but in the dark I couldn't tell who they were. They were all dressed in black. They ignored me and went up to the house and walked in without ringing the doorbell. I turned to watch Dad pull around the corner. It was quiet. I was cold. I stared at the house. These weren't my people. I didn't dare to just walk in. I'd have to ring the doorbell. I stepped up to the porch and rang the bell. Now that I was close to the house I could feel the bass beat of some kind of music from inside. Probably they couldn't hear the doorbell. Should I walk in? I rang it again. I was just trying to get the courage to turn the doorknob and walk in when the door opened and a kid peered out at me. I didn't recognize him at all. Granite High wasn't that big and I had thought Td probably know at least most of the kids at the party but so far no one had looked familiar. Who were these people? Kids from another school? Drop-outs? "Well, come in!" said the kid, irritably. He had hair below his shoulders that he hadn't bothered to pull back, and the beginnings of a beard. He turned around and wandered deeper into the house without another word to me. I stood for a moment, hearing voices from a few different parts of the house, then decided to follow him. |