~Savannah's POV~
I stare blankly into my closet. Nothing snazzy I haven't worn a thousand times. I eventually decide on a marvel shirt and denim shorts, tossing my rope bracelets and converse to the side to go with it.
She said 7 tonight. In just like 2 or 3 hours, I will get to meet my friend. AND EAT YOGURT ON TOP OF THAT!
I blast pandora as I get into the shower and continue my fetching dancing (so dangerous, right?).
After readying up all the way and pulling my frazzled hair back, I lounge around until I notice it's 6:45, so I head down to froyo with my shoulder bag slung around myself.
As I wait for Rachel, I pull out my phone and start playing my game violently. I'm smacking my screen so hard, I think it might crack.
