Dawn Davenport: funny, sarcastic and a lovable person. Her world is crazy, involved with a trio and her best friend, Leo who they share many dangerous and fun experiences. Will she fall in love along the way? Or heartbroken by her own family's secr...
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Bree and I were stretched out on the couch, her flipping through a magazine with casual disinterest while I leaned in over her shoulder, half-reading whatever article she was pretending to care about. Chase sat nearby on the arm of the couch, fully absorbed in his PSP, thumbs moving rapidly like the world outside the game didn't exist. The house was calm for once—almost suspiciously calm. "I cannot believe Adam's not back from his driving test." Leo's voice rang out as he came down the stairs, already sounding impatient. "What's taking him so long?
Right. I'd almost forgotten today was Adam's driving test. Given his track record with anything involving speed, motion, or basic physics, I was genuinely hoping he passed... mostly so I could also get rides everywhere without questioning my life choices. "Two words." Bree said without looking up. "Adam. Test." Chase snorted from the couch. "Man, if he passes, it's good news for us and bad news for everyone on the road... or the sidewalk." I reached over and shoved him lightly off the couch. He landed on the floor with a grunt and immediately shot me a glare. "Cut him some slack." I said, settling back down. "Well, he has to pass. I need him to drive me to that party on Saturday."
"Oh, yeah. The party." I said. I completely forgot about it. "What party?" Chase asked, curious, not having hearing anything. Leo laughed then instantly turned serious. "The one you weren't invited to." "You got invited to Caroline Davis' party and I didn't?" Bree asked him, stunned whilst Leo sat on the arm of the couch. "Neither did I!" Chase's expression snapped into offense.
"Well, no surprise there." Bree deadpanned as she turned to Leo. "But why were you invited? I get why you were invited." she said, nodding toward me, then squinted. "No, wait... I don't."
I blinked at her. "Rude." Leo shrugged, completely unbothered. "I'm climbing the social ladder. There are like three or four ladies who make eye contact with me in the hallway." Bree stared at him like she was reconsidering reality. I rolled my eyes so hard it was basically a workout.
"Okay, it's two!" Leo corrected quickly. "But I'm going to the party." Before anyone could respond, the front door opened. "He's home!" I shouted, jumping up instinctively—only to immediately sit back down when I saw Tasha walk in with a grocery bag on her arm. We all groaned in unison. "It's just you." Chase said flatly. Tasha raised an eyebrow, offended. "Nice to see you too." "Sorry, Mum." I corrected quickly, smiling. "How's it going?"
"Great." she replied dryly. "I've had the best day. It all started when I went to—" She was cut off again as the door burst open. "Save it for later, woman! Adam's here!" Leo announced, pushing past her like urgency was a personality trait. Donald followed right behind him, practically glowing with pride. "Ladies and gentlemen!" he announced, stepping into the room. "I give you Mission Creek's newest fully licensed driver!"
Adam didn't come in right away, which made Donald hesitate in the doorway for a moment before stepping back outside. "Adam, that's you." he called out, gesturing toward the house like it was obvious this was the moment he was supposed to enter and accept his new status as a licensed driver.
