Chapter 2

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Oozing happiness Lourdes came waltzing in with a smile that reached up to her ears. "Hello everybody!" she chirped, plopping down on the seat next to me. I stared at her. Lourdes was around 5'5, straight platinum blond hair flowing down her back with bright blue eyes and tanned skin. She wore a short yellow sundress with brown strappy sandals. She looked like a sunbeam.

"Des," I whispered, motioning for her to come closer to me. As she inched forward I squinted at her. "IT IS 7 O'CLOCK ON A MONDAY MORNING WHAT ARE YOU SO HAPPY ABOUT?!?!" I shouted in her face causing her to fall off the chair. But she retrieved her balance. Girl got reflexes like a cat. She sighed and frowned at me.

"Look I know Monday isnt your favorite day of the week, ok Bun Bun? So I came to cheer you up!" Lourdes has been calling me Bun Bun since the 5th grade. "Now, shovel them pancakes down your throat and go get ready!" I could hear my dad chuckling from the other side of the table.

When I finally finished my breakfast, we headed upstairs to my room. I took a shower while Des decided to rumage through my closet. When I came out she was sitting on my bed holding an extremely short red dress.

She stared at me with a smile. "I am not wearing that," I said holding my hand up as I waled to my closet. She sighed and flew the dress on a chair. I soon emerged from the closet in a black racerback tank, distressed skinnies and studded hi-top converse.

I put my hair up in a bun and tied a bandana around my head. I dont wear makeup so less time wasted. Lourdes took one look at me and shook her head. I took my bag and RayBans and dragged her outside with me.

Out on the driveway was my happiness. A shiny black and red Mustang GT convertible. It looked like a beautiful woman in a red dress with long black hair and a whole lot of horsepower. I smiled to myself, jingling the keys in my hand. We hopped in the car and took off.

It was a 15 minute drive to school and Des spent that time looking in a mirror and babbling about some guy she met at a party that weekend. Such a primadonna. Soon enough the school came into view.

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