The Drive

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(A/n:  The teachers really love dumping five projects on me and then giving me unit finals with a days notice so short chapter)

Gilda was in her room, doing her makeup when she heard her doorbell ring.  She decided to leave it be as she was almost done, until she heard the doorbell ring twenty times more. Grumbling, she plugged her ears and finished her makeup, then practically sprinted to where her front door was.  She was greeted with an excited looking Emma jumping up and down,

"What took you so long?"  Emma asked.

"I just had to finish my makeup! Honestly, I'm not going to be surprised if you manage to break my doorbell one day."  Gilda explained.  Emma skipped in to her house and sat on the couch,

"So what's the driving arrangements for the dance?"

"The boys will be taking their own car while we'll be driving ourselves." Gilda responded,

"That sounds like a warzone!"  Emma exclaimed,

"It really does, I wonder if they're on the way there or not."  Gilda said, hinting that they should get going.  Emma took the hint and the duo began driving over to the venue peacefully.

(Meanwhile at Norman's place)

"No!  You are not driving, Don. My ears are still ringing from what happened!"  Ray yelled from across the room.  

"Well, I'm the best driver, so don't blame me if we have any accidents because some emo edgelord refuses to let me do my job!" Don shouted back. 

"Who are you calling an edge lord, bean head?" Ray asked.

"I'd rather be a bean head then the king of all edge lords."

"And I'd rather have you not drive!"

"How is that a comeback?"

"What you said earlier was not a roast!  Imagine not being able to roast properly."

"At least I have a girlfriend!"

"At least I'm still single."

Norman was in the corner listening to the duo bickering, "I'll drive!"  He yelled, stopping the argument.  Nobody disagreed as they got into the car and drove away, "What's the place we have to go to?" Norman asked

"The school!" Don exclaimed,

"No, you idiot!  I don't know where we have to go but I sure as hell know that it's not the school."

"It's obviously the school!  What are you talking about?" Norman cranked the radio up as high as it would go,

"If you children are done arguing, DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE WE HAVE TO GO?" Norman asked. Ray shook his head,

"YEAH THE SCHOOL CAMPUS!" Don yelled.  Ray shoved his phone into Don's face,

"The email sent out says to NOT go to the school!"

"Well then where do we go?!" Norman asked,

"You've asked that already, we don't know!" Don yelled

"The teachers should have given SOME form of instructions." Norman pointed out,

"Yeah, but I was reading, not paying attention!" Ray said,

"And I was too busy goofing around!" Don yelled,

"Stop yelling!" Ray exclaimed, Norman passed his phone behind him, to Ray,

"Can you call Emma and ask where we have to go?" Norman instructed. Ray nodded his head and dialed a number before passing it back to Norman, "Emma!  Where do we have to go for this dance?" Norman asked.  He heard Emma giggle on another side of the line,

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