Chapter 8

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Quickly, I get dress in my hiking gear. A pair on gray skinny jeans, a black top, and my black boots. Before I'm completely ready, I sling on my brown jacket and my gray, fuzzy scarf. I exit the bathroom and my friends are waiting for me.

"Wow, Chelsea. You look a lot like Katniss. Really. You do." Maggie informs me.

I give her a smile, pretend to be a model and strike a pose. This makes everybody burst out in laughing! It feels just like it used to be, before the last vacation. When everything was right. The way everything should be.

"We should go, so we can catch a taxi." Jennifer says.

I grab my bag, stuff my iPad and wallet into it, then I follow them out the door.

When we get to the curb, it's overflowing with throngs of people just killing around doing absolutely nothing. It annoys me. But, I don't know why. Suddenly, I ask, "Can I try to get us a taxi?"

"Umm... Sure." Maggie tells me.

Elbowing through the crowd, I try I get to the curb. I get as close as I can and the jump while waving my hands. Then, I shout at the top of my lungs, "Taxi! Taxi! Ughhhhhhhh... Maggie; you try. Apparently I suck at texting this." I pass the task over to Maggie because I'm getting extremely frustrated.

"Taxi!" Maggie shouts over the hundreds swarming around us. A bright yellow car pulls up to the curb and Ann pulls the door open. Maggie ducks down to slide in when another lady slides right passed her into the open taxi. Backing away, Ann slams the door shut.

"Wow. What a moron." Maggie comments out loud.

By now, I've gotten so annoying that I'm just about to forget our whole plan, "That was so rude!"

Then, Ann begins, "We got here first; what made her think to go ahead of us?"

"Yeah, I know right? It's okay; we can find another one." Jennifer considers.

Heaving a sigh, I pull out my iPad, when I say, "But we've been standing here forever!" I complain. I open my messages app, while I hear Jennifer sigh, "Fine. Someone hold my bag."

I look up when I hear Ann say something, "What are you doing?"

Jennifer is standing on the edge of the street and Ann has her hand gripped tightly around Jenn's wrist. I look back down at my iPad and begin to type yet another message. I hit send and Jennifer replies, "Catching us a cab; the right way." Then, she steps further into the street and says, while waving, "Taxi!"

Another bright yellow car skids to a stop! The front on the car barely stops before running Jennifer over. She gets knocked to the ground but quickly jumps up and dusts herself off.

"Got it!" She exclaims, in a normal voice.

Again, Ann opens the door and we slid in. Once we are inside, Maggie starts by shouting at Jennifer, "What were you thinking?"

Then, I start by breathing slowly, "You could have been killed!"

"Well, she's still here, isn't she? You've got to admit, that.... Was amazing." Ann comes back smartly.

Letting the matter drop, I just pull out my iPad, yet again. I pretend to mess around on it, but I'm just to upset to talk right now. I breath in slowly and then reach out for my phone. I notice that I have a message, yet again. I quickly read it and reply but sending our location. Jordan is planning to meet us at whichever park we are headed but I haven't told any of my friends yet. As the taxi is slowing, I look up and replace my electronics in my bag. Our taxi driver, who is more friendly than the one that took us to the hotel, informs us, "Here we are."

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