By the time I get to the driveway, I only have one thing on my mind. Ice cream. Well, I have a few things on my mind but I am craving some chocolate chip ice cream. My stomach growls just from the thought of it.
I rush to the front porch and realize the door is open. My sister must be home. I really don’t know why they gave her a copy of the house key and she’s only 13! I didn’t get one until my 16th birthday. I guess my parents don’t trust me.
“Hey. Sara. I’m home.”
No answer.
“You little brat. Where the heck are you?”
“If you should know miss big brat, I was in my room.”
She comes flouncing down the stairs, still in her school uniform. I couldn’t help but to utter a little giggle.
“Keep on laughing Chanel. Next year, you’ll look like this too.”
“At least we can start next year. Now, do we have any food in here? Specifically chocolate chip ice cream?”
“Why are you always eating junk food? I’m shocked you don’t have diabetes with all the sugar you eat.”
“Maybe I was just made that way.”
“What? Lazy? Fat?”
“No. Invincible and immune to anything.”
I grab a tub of chocolate chip ice cream and go upstairs towards my room. I dump all my books onto the floor and just stare at them. There is no way in heaven I can finish this, I tell myself. I sigh, get up, and put my favorite 3Oh!3 CD in the radio.
As I have my own little dance party to “StarStrukk”, my cell phone goes off.
“Holy-” and then a inappropriate word.
I turn the radio down and pick it up. “Hello?” I ask the phone.
“Listen C, the movie is cancelled. Taylor asked me to help her do some early prom shopping. How about you come with us so you won’t feel lonely.” Gina said.
“Gina, I have way too much homework to do. I really need to stay and do it.” I respond.
“Fine, have it that way. Maybe me and Taylor should just hang out with the Matthews twins, since they are shopping right now.”
I opened up my ears and listened, actually listened, for once. Did she say she and Taylor are going to hang out with Josh and Nolan Matthews? Without me? I know Gina well enough to know she is trying (and succeeding) to make me jealous.
“I’m gonna be there in a few.”
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