Once An Alien by Martin Robin

Author:Martin, Robin
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-9946465-8-3
Publisher: Bennett Lane Press
Published: 2019-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Did I think Chelsea’s parties were a bit wild? They had nothing on Pandora’s. The music blasting our eardrums was at least a hundred decibels, and that was only ten decibels fewer than a lawn mower and twenty decibels fewer than a jet engine. Much more of this and we’d be suffering hearing loss in the morning. There were approximately fifty people crowded into a small house that would comfortably accommodate six to ten people for a gathering of any sort. Many of those bodies were gyrating to the music, and any movement from one area to another was practically impossible. Hence, I was stuck in a corner between a bookcase and a lamp, which miraculously was still in one piece. When I texted Zoe an hour ago, I said nothing too unusual was happening, but since then a lot more people had arrived and the music was even louder. Pandora was right there in the middle of it all, laughing and dancing.

I couldn’t see Lou and Mike. Maybe they’d decided not to come after all. Harry had been here for a while, but when things got more hectic, he’d said, ‘I’m leaving. This just isn’t my scene. I don’t know why I ever let Pandora persuade me to come. It’s not like she even knows I’m here.’

I felt I had to say something. After all, Harry was my friend, and I didn’t want him to have false hopes. ‘Pandora is all about Pandora. We’re just here to make up the numbers so she can say her parties are bigger and better than anyone else’s.’

‘Yeah, you’re right. Anyway, see you later.’

As he disappeared through the crowd, I wished I could leave too, but I knew I had to stay. Pandora was getting wilder and more reckless by the minute. I could hear her laughter above everyone else’s. She was holding a glass of wine high in the air as she danced. I was hoping she was spilling more than she was drinking. A little went a long way on our alien physiology.

I considered moving closer and perhaps drawing her away. If I got her outside, maybe I could talk some sense into her. Then I saw Kerri not far from me, her head bobbing to the music and her red hair swinging. She was holding a plastic cup with some red liquid in it. Somehow I didn’t think it was cherry cola or raspberry cordial. Maybe I should check to see if she was okay. This was so out of character for her. And I could only put it down to Pandora’s influence.

The music changed from an Ariana Grande pop song to the opening chords of a much older Deep Purple song my previous host, who had been around in the 60s, had listened to. I was surprised because I didn’t think many teens knew it today. Then I heard the thump of heels on wood, and I looked over to see Pandora on top of the coffee table, starting to dance and turn circles.

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