I literally could not find a single thing to wear to this party. Everything I even thought about wearing I thought better of it because it either looked too girly, hip, preppy, or goth. But finally, I settled with some frayed jean shorts and a tank top that I got at my first Hootie & the Blowfish concert when I was 13.
At 7 o'clock I walked down the stairs and into the living room where grandma was reading 'Tips for the Mahjongg Master' and grandpa was watching the Yankees and the Phillies in the 5th inning.
"Well, I'm heading out. Gram, where are the keys the the Mustang?"
"Ah, look who wants to be the cool new girl at the party. There in the basket with all of the rest of the keys. And if you get one scratch on that car young lady-"
"I know, I know; I'll be careful. I'll see you guys later, ok? And don't wait up for me," I said as I headed out the door.
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"Hey Abigail, I'm so glad you could make it," Noah said as I got out of the car at his house. "And sweet ride. This is a really nice 'Stang. Come on, let me introduce you to some people. Your going to have a great time, I'm sure!"
I smiled and got butterflies again as he took my hand and lead me through the door towards the backyard.
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Best Friends Forever More
Short StoryAbigail was spending the entire summer with her grandparents in Oklahoma. She has already been there for three days and can tell that this is going to be the worst summer of her life. At 16, nothing could be worse then playing mahjongg all day. But...
