Confessions From My Dead Mother

Confessions From My Dead Mother

By

F. M. Holt

Chapter 1

Parties, Boyfriends, and Alcohol

The crowd was already leaving and had thinned down to a few jocks and cheerleaders. It had been our best game of the season and with our win tonight we were going to state. Here in Brighton Beach that was a big thing and the victory party was getting ready to start and all the popular kids were headed there now.In a beach side town as small as ours the after game party was the only place to be. Of course some of us, namely me, was running behind as usual. I still had to change out of my cheerleading uniform and stash it and my pompoms in my locker.

I was trying to decide whether or not I wanted to just forgo changing so that Stace wouldn't start bugging me for making us late. I guess she must have been thinking the same thing cause before I could even make up my mind I heard her.

" You can come back to earth now Cat, anytime would be good." Stace said rolling her big brown eyes at me.

"Huh, what? Oh, sorry, I was just trying to figure out if I needed to change before I put my pompoms up." I replied with a shake of my head knowing where this conversation was heading.

" I'm not changing so you don't need to and you can leave your pompoms here in the gym. Its not like anyone will bother them." she whined at me as she took off at warp speed heading for the exit and my car.

"Sheesh Stace, wait up it's not like the booze won't be there five minutes from now. I have to stash my pompoms in my locker."

"Don't be so sure about that, you know the jocks drink anything they can get their hands on. They'll be primed for tonight seeing as how they'll be going to state after that win."

" Yeah, yeah, I know but I can't leave my pompoms here either, unlike you I don't have seventy dollars to replace mine with every time I leave them somewhere." I told Stace in an exasperated tone.

Stacey Bolton is my best friend in the whole world but sometimes she can really annoy me. Tonight just happens to be one of those nights. I knew beyond a doubt if I didn't stash my stuff that it wouldn't be here when I got back on Monday so I figured I could compromise. I figured my boyfriend Spence could give her a ride since he was already headed that way. That way I could change and not have to worry about her pouting the whole time.

" Why don't you catch a ride with Spence to the party? He won't mind having someone to talk to on the ride over. You know he needs to gloat about his victory and that way I can change and stash my stuff. Plus, I really need to swing by my house and pick up some stuff for the rest of the weekend and let Sissy out." I told her as I slung my book bag over my shoulder.

" You, sure. You know I'll wait if you want."

I knew the sound in her voice, she was hoping I didn't mind and honestly I didn't.

" No, I don't mind a bit. Go ahead and catch up to Spence before he leaves and tell him I'll be there in an hour and a half tops, k."

"Sure thing and I'll see you at the party." She said this while flouncing off down the hall.

I rolled my eyes at her back and headed for the girls locker room. I opened my book bag and grabbed my jean skirt and ankle tights out along with my cute pink sweater and ballet flats. I changed my clothes, grabbed my books, and stashed my cheerleading stuff in my locker and headed for my car. I'll admit I was really looking forward to the party tonight. I didn't mind being late to it though cause the jock parties often lasted into the morning hours anyways. I smiled to myself as I headed for my car in the parking lot. I tossed my book bag into the backseat and headed for home.