Saturday arrived, promising adventure for the unsuspecting Cyrstal. Little did she know, it was the perfect opportunity for my meticulously planned scheme.
Before setting things in motion, I texted Vanessa and Hannah's families from their phones:[Staying at Cyrstal's for the weekend. Don't worry.] I scheduled them for 8:30 PM, though it was barely past 5:00.
I'd sent similar messages yesterday, raising no eyebrows. Clearly, their overnight escapades were nothing new to their families. All the better for my plan.
At Cyrstal's upscale gated community, I slipped the security guard two crisp green bills. He waved me through without a second glance.
In the underground garage, I found Cyrstal's flashy sports car. Her family's pull allowed her to drive illegally, despite being underage.
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