Walking out together towards our bus she asked for my number and informed me that she would pick me up at around 8.30 outside my house and we could got to Addison’s together. Before I got off at my stop she told me that I should pack a sleep over bag and bring a bikini. I was surprised and excited that this party may get crazy, but nodded anyways, leaving her to stare idly out the window, no doubt still contemplating what to wear. Or maybe she was having deep internal thoughts about not having an opinion on famous literary work. Honestly, with Teddy I wasn’t entirely sure.

Deciding to dress fairly casual I put on my skinny dark wash jeans, a slim fitting grey shirt, and a dark jacket. Throwing on my new Air Jordan Spiz’ikes and styling my wavy blonde hair so that it sat in a waterfall plait down my back, I looked decent enough to be seen in public. I decided not to re-do the light make-up I wore to school so I was ready to leave when Teddy pulled up outside my house. Kissing my Mom good-bye I bolted out the door, sleep-over bag in tow. Teddy blasted Jennifer Hudson the whole way to Addison’s, who lived out at Yarrow Point. I wasn’t sure how I felt about her musical taste but I decided to keep it to myself.

Now, I’ve been all over this country, in fact I’ve even been to exotic places outside the States, but never have a seen I place as mesmeric and divine as the view of Lake Washington from Yarrow Point. The elegant houses represented their affluent owners, the Forbes-Montgomery mansion proving to be one of the more grandiose bulidings in the already lavish area. I was astounded at the sheer beauty that exuded from the house, the building itself was beige in colour, contrasting perfectly with marble pillars which held up an extensive balcony overlooking Lake Washington and all it’s natural magnificence. Teddy pulled up beside 3 obviously expensive cars, I’m no car fanatic but these cars even looked costly. Like more than my house, costly. Whilst I was taking in my exquisite surroundings, Teddy led me through the huge double doors to a foyer that was reminiscent of a Jane Austen novel, the marble floors, chandelier and a stair case that looked like it had been sculpted by God himself with gold railings and intricate details framing the wall it wrapped itself around.