Then Came You by Cherelle Louise Page A

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    Remy shakes her head as she skips into the house, not even bothering to see if we’re following her – which we are, obviously. The inside smells like cake and lemons as usual, the plain and clinical décor a startling and uncomfortable contradiction to Remy. I wonder if she ever feels awkward in her own room; Dana told me her parents were stinking rich and used that as an excuse to be strict and stuffy. Apparently her sister is the same.
    We all sit down on the couch as Remy hums and puts on some music. “Well, you know how it’s Joey’s birthday soon, right? So, I was thinking that we throw him a surprise birthday party! What do you guys think?” She tells us excitedly, bouncing up and down as she looks from Dana to me.
    “Huh,” Dana says thoughtfully, tapping her chin. Remy rolls her eyes and looks at me.
    “What do you think, Darcy?” She asks eagerly, wiggling slightly on her seat. I looks at her and chew my lip.
    “I think it’s a great idea,” I tell her honestly, grinning broadly. Dana quickly agrees with me, a smile turning up at the corners of her mouth. “But, where will we have it?”
    “Um, right here?” Remy shrugs. “I mean, there’s room, and almost everybody knows where I live, so…”
    “Everybody? Who are we going to invite? Because Joey knows a lot of people,” Dana says with a grimace. “How the hell are we going to invite them all?”
    Remy rolls her eyes and pulls out a laptop from under the couch, waving it at us. “I just happen to know his Facebook password, so I can contact all his friends easily.” She smirks wickedly, before opening it up and turning it on. We all circle around it as she opens up a Facebook tab on her webpage and begins clicking on all his friends.
    “I’ve changed the password so he won’t know it,” she tells us with a dark chuckle. “And he won’t notice anyways – he’s always on other websites and that phone of his. Now – I think that’s everybody he’s ever talked to…” she says once she’s clicked on his whole friends list to include them in the inbox before typing out a message
    Hey guys! This is Remy – Joey’s friend! I’m having a surprise party for him at my house for his birthday in a few weeks – YOU ALL GOTTA BE THERE!!! You can have a plus one :) Let me know if you can’t come; for those of you who don’t know where I live, my address is
    Dana looks at me as Remy types out the message and shrugs, smiling slightly. “Joey is going to be so shocked,” she tells me gleefully. I wriggle my eyebrows at her in return.
    Remy presses send and squeals, jumping up at down in a crazy happy dance before jumping on the couch to discuss details. We sit for a few hours talking about the party and other gossip before the front door slams open.
    I turn around to see a girl a few years older than us – probably in her twenties? She looks immaculate, with coffee coloured hair clipped up in a fancy up do, a pristine white skirt suit and black high heels. Her face is long and sharp, her eyes narrowed on us as she frowns. “Remy, you never said you would be having guests over.”
    Remy scowls immediately at the woman. “They’re not guests, they’re my friends, Patricia. And anyway, what has that got to do with you? You don’t live here anymore, remember?” It then clicks that this perfect and scary looking must be Remy’s older sister and her worst enemy. The person who dyed her hair green.
    She scoffs at her, “well at least I actually belonged here. You know, the rainbow goth look was never in; when are you going to start acting your own age?”
    Remy huffs, her face going red with anger. “I’d rather at like a kid then be a bitch. ” She snaps. Dana looks at me awkwardly and I return the look, both of us uncomfortable as Remy and her sister start to argue.
    “Self-centred cow.”
    “Pathetic baby.”
    “Whore.”
    Patricia gasps, her eyes going wide. “You take that back you pig!”
    Remy snarls – actually