“Anthony, hey,” Alana seductively said. Anthony nodded as Kristin and Matt said goodbye.
“What’s up?” Anthony politely said to the sophomore girl.
“I heard your parents are going away for the weekend. It’ll only be you and that bitchy maid of yours, right?” Alana said.
“I’m not having a party, I promised my parents.” He said.
“Oh, I know,” Alana said as she started to push her body against his. “I was just thinking, this would be a good time for us to be… alone.”
Anthony backed away briskly before saying, “No thanks, Alana, I’m not really interested.”
Offended, Alana spat back at him, “I know for a fact that you want a piece of this. Every guy wants me, unless you got nothing between the legs?”
A small crowd had gathered at this point.
“Maybe I don’t want what every other guy’s already had. Besides, I’d rather be alone with an old maid than you,” Anthony responded before walking off to his car, leaving Alana defeated, speechless and embarrassed.

At 1:34 the next morning, Anthony was dead.