Chapter 3
Pandora
My gosh. Getting water out of her hair takes hours on hours to complete. But all is done after all the work. She puts on her white crop top decorated with purple flowers, her denim jacket, and flared black leggings. Oh and she couldn’t forget her jewelry, it just makes every outfit unique and even more stylish. She slid on her wrists five bracelets she could not live without. Her matching bracelet with Evan that has half a heart and magnetically connects with Evan's other half, her matching one with Dorcas that has white and purple beads wrapped around with a marble-like pattern, two from her parents, and of course, one from Xeno that has a gold P hanging from the center.
Oh, how she loves these bracelets so much. Every day she looks forward to customizing her outfit with them. It just makes it all better with jewelry. She puts her locks in a bun, with two locks down either side of her face. Perfect. How she liked her hair most. Now that her hair and outfit are complete, she grabs her makeup bag and pulls out the essentials. It didn’t take her long to do her makeup as she doesn’t put that much on really. Mainly some lipgloss, mascara, and blush. Panda grabs all of her belongings, e.g. her phone, her pink heart-shaped glasses, and earrings, which she quickly shoves in before seeing her phone light and a WhatsApp notification. She clicks on it and sees that it’s from Xeno. Reading it out it said:
*Message from Xeno<3*
17:18pm Hey panda, whereabouts are you?
Xeno. He must be looking for her all over the house.
Shit!
As she walks over to the door she hears shouting coming from the corridor. Peaking out of the doorway, she spots Xeno and Sirius speaking. Sirius raised his voice more. What the hell is he doing? He knows Xeno is anxious as fuck meeting everyone so what is shouting at him going to do? She switches off her phone from his text message and listens out to the corridor.
“Don't even think about it. What is your business here?”
“Umm, I was invited by Pandora…”
“Mhmm, whatever. But just know I've got my eye on you so no more funny business. Got it?”
Sirius storms out of the room and heads down the stairs, out of sight. She rushes out and runs to Xeno, who by the way looks shaken and scared.
“Hey? You alright, what happened in there?” Pandora asks scared and concerned for her partner.
“Oh, I uh was looking for you, and I thought you were in here, but it turns out it was Sirius, so I tried to apologize but he went out on me and accused i was doing something here. Basically, called me a liar”
“Oh, for fuck's sake, I’ll get Remus to speak to him. But you're okay now, he’s gone and won’t trouble you again I promise. Okay?”
“Yes, thank you so much. I love you”
“Love you too darling. Come on, food might be nearly done.”
She leads him from the corridor and down the stairs to the kitchen. “Here, a nice cold glass of water to calm you down”
Xeno takes the cold glass from Pandora, brushing each other's fingers as he does. “Thanks” he spills out before taking a first sip, wiping off the water that stayed around his lips with the back of his hand.
Taking another sip, he finishes the glass and leaves it by the kitchen sink.
The sink had one of those taps that extend and can move freely around the sink.
Remus walks through the kitchen in a rush. Probably looking for Sirius after the incident that took place upstairs in the corridor. “Really Sirius? His first time here and you shout at him. For what?”
“First of all, he is a big fat fucking liar because I never shouted at all, and plus he was snooping around acting all suspicious”
“So? And if he was snooping, what would he be snooping for?”
“Well, I don't know Remus, but it must be something. I just don’t trust him and none of you should either” and with that Sirius walks away, not looking back, just walking straight into the darkness. What the hell?
She walks over to the living room and takes a seat next to Dorcas, who is brushing Marlene’s hair. Marlene doesn’t seem to even notice Dorcas brushing her hair, but she is. Marlene is just sitting on the floor playing what looks like Subway Surfers.
“Dammit, I was meant to roll underneath it, not jump!" She moans while exiting to the main menu. Picking a different character to play as.
“Hey Dorcas, Marlene” She says, while playing with her bracelets.
“Oh, hey Pandora, you good? Don’t mind her, just raging at a baby game” she chuckles to herself.
“Um no Dorcas it isn’t a baby game, it’s one of the best games to ever exist” Marlene moans, while swiping away at her phone, making her character, a green alien, jump up and side to side.
“Hey is your boyfriend, okay? Sirius can be a real dick sometimes” Dorcas says, as she starts a plait in Marlene’s hair.
“Yeah, he’s fine now I think, got him a glass of water, and that calmed him down a bit” Well, she hadn’t checked on Xeno since they were both in the kitchen. He told her what he was doing upstairs and his run-in with Sirius. He’s probably relaxing somewhere, hopefully feeling better.
“Okay, good good. Marlene stop moving! You just made the plait come loose” Dorcas says as she pulls the messy plait out and starts re-doing it.
She should go check on Xeno really, he has been a bit quiet. And she doubts anyone would have talked to him.
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James
Everything was working out so far. People dotted all around the house doing their own thing. It was nice. But James felt strange. Not normal. But the thing is that he couldn’t explain it to anyone. Not to Remus. Not to Sirius. And not even his boyfriend Regulus. He just needed to get out. Get some fresh air. Yes. That’s it. Fresh air was what he needed. He got up from his spot on the sofa and walked over towards the back doors. Tugged on the handle and let the stormy breeze hit him right in the face. He is getting soaked by the heavy rain that is falling from above. The trees that decorated his garden danced with the wind. Must be nice to be a tree, right? Not needing to move, eat, or sleep. Nothing but just standing there doing fuck all.
His curls are soaking, dripping water causing his shirt to get even more wet than the rain is making it. This was his party, and he was just thinking of how shit his life is. Masking it all day from his friends, acting like nothing bothers him, being loud and out about everything. Well, not everything but most things. Not wanting to say anything about his shit life when his friends have had it way worse. It was just hard. He wasn’t usually the type to overthink and stress about everything, he was supposed to be the chill one. The friend who was always open to chat when his mates needed him most.
But he can’t let that bring him down. Not now. He has a party to host; the host just doesn’t run off. Before he makes his way the door slowly opens and Regulus steps out. He’s wearing James’ red coat and grey joggers with a hole in the knee. What was he doing out here? Looking for you dumbass obviously.
“James, are you coming inside? It’s cold out here”. James just zones out. Only hearing a long buzz in his ear.
“James! Are you deaf? I said are you coming inside.”
“Oh uh yeah I'm on my way yeah” He manages to let that escape from his mouth and wonders over to Regulus, who is standing by the door waiting for James to get his ass inside and stop being an idiot standing out in the cold.
“Yeah, hold on, just going to smoke this fag quick” James says as he lights his fag and takes a drag. Blowing out the inhaled smoke into the air.
It always calms him down. Stepping outside. Lighting the fag he digs from his pocket. Then taking a big fat drag in one, a rush of smoke rushing out.
He looks over at Regulus, watching as he walks away, looking fed up. I guess that was what James did best. Making people turn away from him, not wanting to be near him. Yes, it was miserable, but he couldn’t help it. It just happened. Wherever he went. God, sometimes he just feels like giving up. But he can’t. He must stay. For Regulus, his mates, and himself.
He drops the fag to the floor and stomps on it, making sure it went out, then walks towards the back doors. He stops for a second and observes the inside of his house, all his friends, having fun. A laugh. Hmm, must be nice. He stops being all miserable and puts his mask back on, then pulls open the doors and steps inside.
A bright orange towel gets wrapped around James and he is shivering non-stop. “Right there you are, wrapped up nice and warm. You know you could get a cold standing out there” Regulus says, making sure his boyfriend is okay and not prone to catching an illness.
“Nah, I never catch colds, I’m invincible.”
“Oh my god you’re an absolute idiot, you know that?”
“Yep, whatever you say baby black”. That follows with a slap to his head and a couple of kisses on his cheek.
“You hungry James? I haven’t seen you eat at all yet”
“I’m alright love, no need to worry about me, really”
He dries the rest of him off as Regulus helps him. Loving Regulus is amazing. He’d never thought anyone would love him like Regulus does. No one could do it better, it’s luxury.
“Hey James! where ya been?” Peter shouts, getting all hyped while spilling some of his Pepsi on the bright white sofa.
“Peter! The sofas man come on seriously?”
“Oops, sorry mate. I'll clean it just relax”
“Well, I don’t know, how I can fucking relax when you have just spilled your fucking Pepsi on my WHITE sofas? Huh? Answer me that.”
“Jeese man alright I’ll sort it out. Sorry”
“Fucking hell” James barely whispers, purposely making it so Peter can hear him. Peter lifts out of his spot on the sofa and goes to look for something to clean it with. Everyone is looking at him. Completely stopped from what they are doing, just to look at him.
“Yep, thank you for enjoying the show, everyone, for my next trick, I shall fucking disappear” And with that, he walks away and vanishes into the kitchen. Peter is on his way when James pushes past him, showing him, he’s pissed.
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Barty
Another hour passes and everyone is completely bored out of their mind. Especially Barty. What could he do to get this party moving a bit more? Could they do truth or dare with shots? No, they did that all the time at parties, the same people doing the same dares, it gets a bit boring from time to time. Barty was having a good time actually; this house is massive and is good for doing all sorts of things. He fucked about in the pool for a bit, took some shots, made out with Evan of course. He's done it all, and now this party needs a little hit in the right direction. A game. But not just some silly childish game. Or they could do Barty's favorite. Trapped In The Dark. He's just going to ask anyway to see what everyone is thinking what they could do.
He pushes all the red party cups off the table and lifts his foot to step up and stand on it. “Yo, people! Let's get this party moving, shall we? Let’s play something, but nothing to fucking childish okay? Something worth doing” He shouts, hoping for someone to pipe up and throw in a suggestion.
“hide and seek tag?” Peter suggests.
“Um, I don’t think you heard me Pettigrew, I said something not childish. So hide and seek tag is off the table, anyone else that has clearer hearing?”
“oo what about Trapped In The Dark?” Dorcas says, which makes Bartys ears perk up.
“You know what? Yeah we could do that. Nice job twat face” Barty laughs and gets a pillow chucked at his head by Dorcas. “knobhead!” she throws back. “Wait, what’s Trapped in the dark?” Lily asks innocently, while twirling a strand of her hair.
“You’ve never heard of it? Well, basically what happens is we all pick a role, ‘innocent’ or ‘murderer,’ from a paper in that black hat over there, and the lights get shut of a couple seconds after everyone has their role. Then, the murderer has to ‘kill’ someone and then the lights get turned back on and we have to see who is killed and vote on who we all think is the murderer. If we get it wrong, the game continues, if we get it right and vote out the killer, the innocents win”
“ooo that sound good, let’s play that, it’ll make this party less dead than it already is.” James puts in, appearing from the darkness without any noise, like an assasin. Everyone starts getting excited to play this new game they have encountered. Drinks are being finished, conversations are ending, and the real game will soon enough begin.
Barty goes with Dorcas to prepare for the game. Cutting the peices of paper and writing ‘innocent’ on most of them and ‘murderer’ on one. They grab the black hat and placed the papers inside. “Right, is there anything else we need to do or is that it” Dorcas asks, tidying up the scrap paper into a pile. “Nah thats it i think, we can start the game when everyone is ready” Barty replies, rushing back to the living room to place the hat in the center of the exspensive looking glass table. He goes into the bathroom, closes the creaky door, turns the lock and opens up his phone. The bright white light appearing on his face as he opens his messages.
18:39pm
*message from hortonhearsahoe*
Evan:I can’t fucking stand that new kid, he needs to go. He's so weird and he just stares at me when im next to or near him:/
Barty: woah woah be nice Evan. He's new
Evan: oh shut up i know you find him weird too, he is just so annoying.
Barty: come on man the game is gonna start, stop being long and get your ass here with everyone
Evan: yea yea whatever, but i will keep an eye on him. Make sure he aint doing anything suspicious.
Barty:alright sherlock holmes XD
Evan: cuntXP