Rose knew it was a bad idea from the beginning to invite both Yasmine and Lacey to the party.

It was the final slumber party of the summer, and when their junior year started, there would be little time for frivolous activities such as slumber parties. And hopefully, old grudges.

Yasmine and Lacey had hated each other as far back as Rose could remember. No one quite knew how the grudge started, a bit like the Montagues and Capulets. But each hated each other with a passion that was almost scary. Yasmine thought Lacey was a show-off and an airhead, and Lacey thought Yasmine was loud and pushy. Both had rings of truth, but their "pranks" had proceeded beyond the realm of pranks.

Yasmine planted weed in Lacey's locker so she was kicked off the dance team and suspended. Lacey passed around a rumor that Yasmine was cheating on her boyfriend, causing a huge breakup and then spreading all sorts of awful gossip about her. To all the others going to the slumber party, it was quite the mystery as too why on Earth Rose invited both girls.

But as everyone knows, all teenage females have one thing in common: they live for drama.

And so, phones at the ready to film a fight or tweet the newest feud, everyone packed themselves up and headed over the Rose's house.

Rose's parents weren't the attentive type, so unless the group REALLY started to party, it was unlikely they'd be disturbed. Perhaps that's where Rose got her absentmindedness from, because she couldn't see what the others did.

Carly saw Yasmine not even look at Lacey as she came in. Anna whispered to Sarah and Riley that she saw Lacey literally shaking with anger. Rose was oblivious, shrugging off her guests concerns.

Eventually, they sat in an uneasy circle, playing Never Have I Ever. Carly was more concerned than ever. Lacey seemed completely calm, but she was sitting right next to Yasmine. The latter glared fiercely.

Rose clapped her hands.

"Okay! Never have I ever...skipped school."

A few groans, and a few fingers went down.

The game continued in a similar fashion, until it was Yasmine's turn. She glared at Lacey. "Never have I ever been the worst thing to ever exist and named Lacey."

Anna sighed. "Yasmine, don't-"

There was a silvery flash, and Lacey sprang up without warning like a cat. Yasmine turned, trying to get up, but it was too late.

Lacey had stolen a knife from the kitchen, and she stabbed Yasmine. Immediately, the room broke into screams, everyone racing to the other side of the room. Leaving wasn't an option, Lacey was in front of the door.

Lacey stabbed Yasmine over and over and over again, rosy stains covering both her and the carpet, like a child's finger painting.

After she finally stopped, she looked back the horrified group. With no expression on her face, she held up one finger, and then put it down.

"One down for me. Never have I ever had a cat."

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All resemblance to actual people, places, incidents, or things is completely coincidental