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<P>The next morning I had grains of sand in my mouth and stuck to my body, but it didn't damper my mood. For the first time in almost a year, I was excited to wake up, not afraid of what the day might bring. I sat up quickly, pushing myself up onto my feet with my hands, and checked my alarm clock. It was 1:26. According to the daylight outside, it must be p.m. I turned on my phone and quickly sent a text to Hadley.</P>
<P>LUCY: Hi! It's Lucy</P>
<P>The screen on my phone went dark after a few seconds, but quickly lit up again, buzzing. I beamed.</P>
<P>HADLEY: Hey! I just added you to my contacts. What's up?</P>
<P>LUCY: Just woke up...don't usually sleep this late, I guess I was tired.</P>
<P>HADLEY: ha! Don't worry I woke up 2 hours ago, which is pretty late.</P>
<P>I decided to make my first bold move in weeks.</P>
<P>LUCY: Wanna hang out sometime soon?</P>
<P>HADLEY: Definitely! Can't today though L I have to babysit </P>
<P>LUCY: How about tomorrow?</P>
<P>HADLEY: Sure! Not meaning to invite my own guests but...do you think Tyler could come? He has a way of feeling left out every time I do something without him.</P>
<P>LUCY: Hehe, yes he can come J My house 12:30? I live on Conner Road, house number 8.</P>
<P>HADLEY: Works for me J</P>
<P>LUCY: See ya there!</P>
<P>HADLEY: Yup! Bye!</P>
<P>LUCY: Bye!</P>
<P>I childishly squealed in delight. I was actually making friends! I padded off to my bathroom, which I had learned was a jungle of white marble and tile. Everything in this house seemed white and soft, and I loved the beach-y feel of it, especially when the sun shone through the back wall of windows downstairs and cascaded onto the hardwood floors. It felt like I was in the house of angels.</P>
<P>I blasted the shower, waiting for it to get warm. When it finally did I slipped in and let the hot water sooth me and calm my nerves. When I was finished after forty minutes, I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel and ran a comb throw my limp reddish-brown hair. I changed into a baggy tee shirt and short fabric shorts and headed downstairs.</P>
<P> "I'm going to run out to the grocery store. Want to come? I only have to pick up a few ingredients for dinner" My mom asked, not taking her eyes off the chives she was chopping.</P>
<P>"Sure. I don't have anything else to do." I responded.</P>
<P>"Oh, you make me feel so special," my mom teased. I smile and hop onto a kitchen stool. </P>
<P>"So, what 'cha making?" I asked.</P>
<P>"Chicken and baked potatoes." She grinned, pulling out a tray from a high cabinet.</P>
