Death At The Party

This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school. This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.

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CONTINUED: 55. SARAH: (cont’d) like Bradley is trying to make me into his trophy girl or girlfriend for this party and I don’t even like him I feel like he’s using this party just to say. Hey I’m rich and you know this and let me just show it...Do you like what you see Sarah? (Mocking Bradley) VICKY V: No fucking way (Sarcastically) SARAH: Yes! Vicky,...yeah he’s attractive but his personality just sucks. He’s such a self center ass hole that only tries to get on top...Ugh! VICKY V: Ladies...we have a modern day Sherlock Holmes. SARAH: What...ever! VICKY V: I’m just joshing ya Sarah GLORIA: You know what girls! it’s whatever...lets go there drink all these assholes alcohol. And party it up! Everyone is in joy from Gloria’s motivational speech. Mr.Emerson walks back in... MR.EMERSON: Hunny!,ugh...sorry to bother ya again...but...but do you think. Mindy and me can use your dildo?...Um you know the rattlesnake doesn’t rise in the garden like it use to and ah... SARAH: Dad! Oh...my...god! get out!...Now! MR.EMERSON: Sorry hunny! It was just...have fun! (CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 56. Mr.Emerson then rushes out of Sarah’s Room. The girls are now getting ready to prepare for the party. CUT TO: Principal Spade is now posted in a tree house of Billy Rangold. A twelve year old neighbor of Sarah Emerson. Principal Spade is on a mission to find out more information on the party. He’s peeping on the girls with a par of binoculars and crafty Bionic Ear & Booster Amplified Parabolic Dish Microphone Hearing Listening Kit. INT.BILLY RANGOLD TREE HOUSE-EVENING PRINCIPAL SPADE(NARRATING): Oh!...Feeling kinda dirty from watching the young women undress and fiddle around in there inappropriate party attire for the night. But I’m a man on a mission and the mission is simple and clear. Clear as a windshield on a Boston police cruiser when you chasing a bad guy at top speed over the Zakim Bridge...preferably on a cool summer night. With the pleasure of not knowing if my dick is hard or if my gun is offset in my holster...The only thing I know is something’s poking my thigh. This thought of Bradley A.Hailbeck is putting my dick in a very flaccid state. With the rumblings of his party and me not knowing...it just gets my blood at a very high rate. See I’m the type of guy where minding my business is never in my preface...some say asshole...I just say acceptance. Static noises from the transmission of The Bionic Ear. JENNY(FROM TRANSMISSION): Hey Jake...I miss you baby!...Oh...Oh....Huh...Huh...Ok!...What...What! Death is coming with you to the party?...I thought he wasn’t invited?...Oh...Oh!...Well...don’t go crazy on anyone tonight Jake ...Ok...Ok!...Yes I know...Billy Dee wouldn’t approve...Ok baby I’ll see you soon. So Sarah looks like your dream is coming true. (CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 55.<br />

SARAH: (cont’d)<br />

like Bradley is trying to make me<br />

into his trophy girl or girlfriend<br />

for this party and I don’t even<br />

like him I feel like he’s using<br />

this party just to say. Hey I’m<br />

rich and you know this and let me<br />

just show it...Do you like what you<br />

see Sarah? (Mocking Bradley)<br />

VICKY V:<br />

No fucking way (Sarcastically)<br />

SARAH:<br />

Yes! Vicky,...yeah he’s attractive<br />

but his personality just sucks.<br />

He’s such a self center ass hole<br />

that only tries to get on<br />

top...Ugh!<br />

VICKY V:<br />

Ladies...we have a modern day<br />

Sherlock Holmes.<br />

SARAH:<br />

What...ever!<br />

VICKY V:<br />

I’m just joshing ya Sarah<br />

GLORIA:<br />

You know what girls! it’s<br />

whatever...lets go there drink all<br />

these assholes alcohol. And party<br />

it up!<br />

Everyone is in joy from Gloria’s motivational speech.<br />

Mr.Emerson walks back in...<br />

MR.EMERSON:<br />

Hunny!,ugh...sorry to bother ya<br />

again...but...but do you think.<br />

Mindy and me can use your<br />

dildo?...Um you know the<br />

rattlesnake doesn’t rise in the<br />

garden like it use to and ah...<br />

SARAH:<br />

Dad! Oh...my...god! get out!...Now!<br />

MR.EMERSON:<br />

Sorry hunny! It was just...have<br />

fun!<br />

(CONTINUED)

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