Zach Prentiss

I sprint up the stairs and make a left turn, I find a hallways, with about 5 rooms and a balcony, I enter the first one I see and find a library. “There,” Harry says pulling me into a closet drilled into a wall. He shuts the two doors and takes a sip of his drink. I attempt to chat my breath, Harry puts his finger to my lips, silencing me. I stop breathing, while looking down at his finger. I hear a door open and footsteps entering the room. I turn my eyes to a strip of light from under the doors and see 6 pairs of footsteps walk by, then a door shutting. His finger falls from my lips and I take a deep breath. “It’s probably not safe to go down there just yet,” He says, then takes a long drink. “Yeah definitely,” I say, doing the same. I open the closet and we both walk out. “We can probably just stay up here, near the balcony, just out of sight.” He says, opening the library door slightly and looking out. “All clear,” he whispers. I follow him slowly out, once we are out we walk towards the balcony, and stop just before the wall ends. Harry looks quickly over and then pulls his head back. “Jackson is back downstairs.” “Okay,” I say, emptying my cup. I set it down next to me, a couple minutes later Harry finished his and stacks his cup on mine. “We can just leave them here, there’s cups all over the place,” he says, gesturing down the hall. I follow his hand and see several other cups laying in various places further down the hall. “Alright,” “Want to come to my house to watch a movie? I don’t seen anymore use of being here. My parents aren’t home, again, big surprise.” I feel really bad that his parents are never home cause they care about there money, probably to much. “Sure, what movie?” “Well do you care if it’s scary, because that’s like the only type I have right now cause I locked myself out of everything but Live TV and DVDs.” “Nope, I don’t care at all,” “We can watch Candyman then, my cousin it for me for my birthday and I never got around to watch it.” “Sounds good,” We sneak down the stairs, and Harry stops me, “Go back to your house, then sneak back out.” “How did you know I snuck out?” I ask him. “Your mom would definitely let you go to a high school party.” He says sarcastically. I laugh, “Yeah ok,” we make our way though the crowd without being spotted by Jaxson. Harry and me separate and go to our separate cars, and I watch as Harry pulls out and then, I pop open the hood of my Jeep and check one more time for smoke, then though it’s dark and I can barley seen. I slam it down and kick the side just to make sure. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a tall figure coming towards me from  across the yard. Jaxson. Well he’s more like stumbling, he’s clearly drunk. “Hey buddy. Fun night?,” I yell, getting into my car. I stick my hand out the side of my Jeep and flip him off. He starts running, “Oh shit,” I mumble and jam the keys in the ignition. I start it and slam on the gas, and accidentally knock over his trash can and I stop. I cant help but start laughing and then he starts cussing me out. My adrenaline kicks in and I start driving again, back to my house.