This is a short but painful story. Its one I don't tell often but hurts when I do. I think the best advice I can give here is be sure you know your friends before ever staying the night at their house, okay you asked for it and here's the story:
"Jen! Jen c'mon lets go! Its time for school." My sister yelled at me.
"Coming." I said grabbing my bag and walking out the door. We got into her small blue car and headed for the school.
"Jen! Hey this is Jack, he's new here." Said my friend Jacob.
"Nice to meet you Jack." I said smiling.
"This is my sister Ally." He said as she walked around the corner.
"Hi." She said. We instantly connected we laughed for a bit before the bell rang. When it did we departed and went to our classes.
As the day went by things got weirder. I just shrugged it off and went on. When we pulled into my drive way I got out but my sister went to see her boyfriend.
"Hi." My mom said when I went in.
"Hey." I said sitting at the table.
"How was your day?" She said.
"Fine, we got two new students today." I said
"Well who are they?" My mom asked
"Ally and Jack I don't know their last names." I said.
"Oh I know their mother." My mom said.
"Oh." I replied.
"She has not had such a good reputation where she moved from." My mom said.
