*Girls and Gifts

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Leilani greeted everyone merrily when they walked into the room. She glanced at the pile of gifts and felt a wave of nausea wash over her. She was at her going away party and she was reluctantly acting like she was excited to be moving to Argentina. She would have to give up her surfing, volleyball and most importantly, her friends, her boyfriend and her home in Hawaii. A tear was running down her cheek when someone lightly tapped her shoulder. She dried the tear quickly, and turned around and flashed her beautiful smile towards.. "ALANA! You came.... But I thought you hated me ever since I picked " your" perfect flower in second grade.." Alana snorted. " Haha! Like, that was so like, I don't even know how long ago! Jesus, do you ever get over things, Lani?!" Alana received a smile and a slug to the shoulder. " Shut up and enjoy the complimentary food. Gifts go over there." She pointed to the table. "Oh, I didn't bring... A gift." Alana stared at the ground as Leilani pictured a bullet going right through her. " it's OK.. I guess." Leilani took off all the leis she was handing out and threw them onto the ground. She stomped on them twice and ran to the rocks near her favorite surfing nook. She grabbed out her sketchbook which was just some pieces of paper taped together. She sketched the sunset and started to cry.

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