Friends want to take her to a party

Amanda was just falling asleep when several heavy, squealing things landed on her, forcing her back awake.

"What?"

"Hey Mandy-girl, time to party!" Yelled her friend Jessica, one of the three girls who'd abandoned her on the subway. With her were Angie and Jade, and all three were dressed in party outfits designed to make the boys drool.

"Geez, girl, you haven't put on your make-up yet!" Angie exclaimed, and they dragged her from her bed to her make-up table.

"I'm gonna use you phone, kay?" Jade asked, and went out to the other room. Being a Japanese transfer student who'd stayed her calls were always extremely expensive, and always seemed to be made from Amanda's apartment, which to the rest of them seemed luxerious. They didn't know her too well and assumed she came from money, so they tended to use her as their long-distance carrier.

Jade was no sooner in the other room than she'd flipped to a pay-per-view station to start watching a movie while she dialed Japan and her parents.

In the other room Angie grabbed Amanda's make-up and applied it quickly and heavily, in a rush to get to the party. When she finished she gave her a flask.

"Fortification!" she winked, and Amanda drank with resignation, feeling whiskey burn its way down her throat. On the positive side it woke her up, even if she didn't want to go to a party right now.

"C'mon, Jade, time to go!" Angie called, dragging the half-awake Amanda behind her. Jade hopped up, leaving the phone off the hook. Her parents were boring chatterboxes, so narcissistic they would talk for hours without waiting for her to respond. Half the time they just put down the phone and forgot about it completely. Not wanting to interrupt them she left the phone off the hook and trotted out the door behind the others, forgetting to close it behind her.