Party Room: Get It Started

Party Room: Get It Started

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by Morgan Burke, Julie Blattberg
The party room.

On Manhattan's Upper East Side. Everybody's fabulous. No one gets carded. Then someone dies.

The Party Room is where the prep school crowd goes to drink up and hook up. The cocktails are chill and the bartender's hot. Everyone knows everyone -- except the guy that Samantha Byrne leaves with one night.

The next day Sam's missing. Then she's


The party room.

On Manhattan's Upper East Side. Everybody's fabulous. No one gets carded. Then someone dies.

The Party Room is where the prep school crowd goes to drink up and hook up. The cocktails are chill and the bartender's hot. Everyone knows everyone -- except the guy that Samantha Byrne leaves with one night.

The next day Sam's missing. Then she's found dead in Central Park, murdered brutally. It looks like a copycat killing of another girl who was murdered years earlier. By someone from Talcott Prep.

The killer is one of them. He knows where they live. And where they play....

Editorial Reviews

School Library Journal - School Library Journal
Gr 7 Up-A slice-of-preppie-life tale set on Manhattan's Upper East Side, with a dark twist. Kirsten and Samantha, 17, frequent the Party Room to meet friends and drink-until Sam leaves with a stranger and is murdered. Affluent teens with cell phones, fake IDs, popular classmates, boyfriends, and a penchant for lying are the foundations of this series title. Add to those elements parents in the background, predictable dialogue, and little character development. The strength of the book is in the cliff-hanger ending, which is bound to stir interest in the next book. Despite the lack of character exploration, and the sometimes stilted, if accurate, dialogue, readers will be drawn into the mystery. If you have teens who love mystery series, then you'll want to add this new offering.-Molly S. Kinney, Nova Southeastern University, Ft. Lauderdale, FL Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

Simon Pulse
Publication date:
Party Room Series, #1
Edition description:
Part One of Trilogy
Product dimensions:
4.30(w) x 6.90(h) x 0.80(d)
Age Range:
16 Years

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Chapter 4

The vibration in her pocket awoke Kirsten the next morning.

In her dream she had been running through the neighborhood streets, but instead of Brandon chasing her it was rats, big disgusting sooty subway rats — the animals she hated worst in the world —


She screamed and sat up with a start, fumbling for her cell phone. That's what the vibration was.

Her four-poster bed came into focus. She was still dressed in her clothes from last night. On the wall, Ashton Kutscher smiled his customary Good Morning to her. And she felt as if someone had peeled open her head and dropped in broken glass. This was going to be one gigantic hangover. How had she gotten from the sofa to her bed? Was last night — the whole horrible thing — one long, bad dream?

She pulled out the phone, flipped it open, and saw Sam's home number on the screen. The time was 10:42 A.M.


"So," she said, putting the phone to her ear, "what's it like to do it with a Phish head?"

There was a pause at the other end. "Hello? Is this Kirsten?" Bobbi Byrne asked.

Shit. It was Sam's mom! Open mouth, insert filthy, New York City-grime-encrusted foot. "Oh! Hi, Bobbi! What I meant was — "

"It is you, thank goodness!" Sam's mom said. "Kirsten, would you tell Sam I need to speak to her right away?"

"Sam?" Kirsten repeated.

"Yes, Kirsten. I've been trying her and you all morning. Last night Sam mentioned that she might be sleeping at your house. Would you please put her on the phone?"

Kirsten took a deep breath.

This was bad form for Sam. Really breaking the Code, which was — more or less — (1)Always complain, always explain (2) Keep in touch (3) When in doubt, cover your girlfriend's butt.

The problem was, you couldn't do (3) very well if you didn't do (2). And you couldn't do any of it well with a raging hangover.

"Well, um...," Kirsten said, "as a matter of fact...I can't put Sam on right now...."

"Oh...I see," Bobbi said. "I suppose she's with the Fish boy?"

"F-Fish boy?" Kirsten said.

"Kirsten, darling, I heard what you said. Fish Head. I wasn't born yesterday. That must be Spencer Fish's nickname, right? The boy in Model Congress? Is that who she's with?"

Image assault.

The thought of Sam Byrne with helmet-haired Spencer Fish, whose nose looked like a pork roast and whose wardrobe was last updated in 1997, nearly made Kirsten fall off the bed.

In the background she heard a groggy male voice saying, "Do ve need to call nine-von-von?"

Rolf from Düsseldorf. With his Teutonic sense of the world, which, if Kirsten didn't handle this situation right, would curdle in a minute. From the way Sam described him, Rolf would be the type to call the cops. And that would be a catastrophe of Olympic proportions. Every sweaty, pencil-chomping, taped-together-eyeglasses reporter in New York City was salivating at the chance to find dirt on a New York Society girl. "Woodley Coed Home After a Two-Day Bender" — that's what Rolf's meddling would lead to, because at the moment Sam was probably passed out on the floor of some friend of a friend of a friend in Brooklyn Heights or Scarsdale and wouldn't be awake until half-past lunch. Only there was no way Kirsten would tell that to Bobbi and Rolf.

"I meant — she's not with me because up early and left," Kirsten said.

"So she's not with the Fish boy?" Bobbi asked.

"I don't think so," Kirsten said. "She's probably on her way home right now...or maybe she stopped to get some breakfast or something. Her cell phone is dead, that's probably why she hasn't called you," she continued. She was on a roll. Sam and Julie would be proud.

"Oh," Bobbi said. "Okay."

"Don't worry," Kirsten added. "I'm sure she'll be home any minute...if not sooner."

"Thanks, Kirsten," Bobbi said. "I wish all her friends were like you."

Oh, they are, Kirsten wanted to say. They've been covering for her for years. "No problem. Talk to you soon. Bye!" She hung up, sank back on the bed, and tapped out Sam's number. Oh, the girl was going to owe her big for this. Maybe brunch at the Plaza — that sounded nice.

"Hello, um, yeah. Sam here. Go ahead and talk, but make it fast. And if you can't make it fast, make it funny...."

At the beep, Kirsten said, "I won't be fast or funny. Where are you? I just got off the phone with your mom, and my nose grew six inches. She thinks you're doing it with Spencer Fish. I told her I'd buy him condoms because it never occurred to him he'd need any. Ha-ha. Just kidding. About some of it. How was Erik the Red? Details, you owe me details. You owe me a lot more, but we'll talk later. Call your mom ASAP, she's getting on my nerves. Good night."

Kirsten hung up and tried to get comfortable on her bed, but the urge to sleep had passed. Her brain still felt like it was in a bowl of broken glass.

A shower was called for. Head function in the morning simply did not begin without something minty and expensive on one's face. Kirsten stood up, slowly. She peeled off her clothes, put on her robe. Then she inched her way into the hall toward the bathroom, one foot at a time.

From Mom and Dad's bedroom at the other end of the apartment she heard a rustling of bedsheets, a snore or two. They'd be good for another hour. She flicked on the bathroom light, then flicked it off. Too bright. Everything was too bright. The night-light would do just fine.

As she closed the bathroom door behind her, she spotted a blinking light on the answering machine in the front hall, by the elevator.

Had that message been there when she'd arrived home? No. It must have come in sometime after 3:00 A.M. or so. But Sam wouldn't call her house phone. She always used the cell.

Still, Kirsten tiptoed out of the bathroom and into the front hall. The answering machine sat on an antique table, flashing a "1" in Mailbox 3. Kirsten's mailbox.

She pressed Play.


Great. It was static, the kind of loud and scratchy, obnoxious noise of a cell phone turned on by mistake in someone's pocket. In the background were a car horn and some distant, garbled voices.

Whoever had done this must have had Kirsten's number on speed dial. Kirsten knew that routine — she had all her friends on speed dial. If she didn't lock her phone, and she hit, say, the number 3 inadvertently, she'd send Julie sixty seconds of pocket noise.

She knelt and cocked her ear closer to the machine. Someone was yelling or laughing, it was hard to tell which and impossible to recognize the voice, which was obliterated by the roar of a passing bus and the screech of a car's tires. When that noise died down, Kirsten heard footsteps and the fragment of a conversation.

" this place..." were the only words she heard clearly. They could have been from Sam, but it was hard to tell. She turned up the sound and heard the voices continue. One voice was female, that was for sure. The other voice was too hard to tell, too quiet.

"...doesn't make sense..." Yeah, that was Sam, she was fairly sure. There was something about the rhythm. She seemed aggravated about something. Not aggravated enough to make a real call to her best friend, Kirsten noted.

The footsteps were quickening now. The voices had stopped, and so had most of the traffic noise. Kirsten heard a thump and a kind of strangled gasp.

And then, piercing through the speaker, clear and sharp, was the knife-edge sound of a scream.


Kirsten jumped back, and the tape abruptly ended.

It was Sam. There was no mistaking the voice.

What had happened? Who was she with? WHERE WAS SHE?

Copyright © 2005 by Parachute Publishing, L.L.C.

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This book is amazing ! I dont really like to read books, but when my reading teacher told me to read this book, i couldnt put it down. Im desperatly searching for the rest of the books in the series ! This book id thrilling and you cant just stop reading becuse you want to know what is going to happen next. I recomand this book to teenage girls that like a thrill and a some-what mistery book. I really injoy these books and hope that there will be more coming soon. =)
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Okay, this is the best book I have ever read! Seriously the best! I read all three in two days. The best series ever! Read them, you won't be disappointed!
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This series has mystery, romance, and partying off the walls. This series is amazing! Once you start reading them, you can't put them down!
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This book was so intense I couldn't stop reading it. It was so good that I stayed up until 12 midnight. I CAN'T WAIT TO READ THE OTHER 2. I bet they will be just as good or even BETTER.
Guest More than 1 year ago
If you like suspensfull and twisting plots this is the book for ..... BORING make it sound like an add! There are TONS of twist and youll never believe how it ends! i couldnt put it down! I Cant wait to read the next book:After Hours!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is soo perfect. I've already started ready the 2nd book and I cant wait until the 3rd. This book is soo good. The only bad part about it, is that the series ends! I just hope Morgan decides to continue the series!
Guest More than 1 year ago
i really enjoyed this book. i luved all the twists and turns that keep u gussing each time u turn the page that's wat makes this book so good. i can't wait 2 read the 2nd and 3rd!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love the first and second Party Room. There was never a dull moment and it always kept you guessing. I read both books in two days. I just couldn't put them down.
Guest More than 1 year ago
ive read both the first and second book and very soon i will read the third. they are GREAT!! they are suspenceful and have wonderful word choice. the only thing is my fav character dies but its up to u to find out who! lol there great books and now there my favs!
Guest More than 1 year ago
From the beginning, it started off on a good note and ended on that too. You never know where the story is heading and just when you think you know... you don't. I can't wait until the second and third books are released......
Guest More than 1 year ago
i thought this was a great book. its an on the edge of your seat type story with tons of twists only to leave you wanting more
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book, in my opinion, was pretty good. I finished it in a couple hours. Very modern and suspenseful-it kept me guessing. The ending was shady and vague-which makes me want to read the next book in the triology(after hours)even more.