Chapter 2

I worked at a burger joint at the local mall and thank God the mall closed at 9pm, I was bushed. I looked up from cleaning some tables when I saw Sheila and Anne walking up.

"K, what time do you get off tonight?" Anne asked.

"About 9:30," I replied, "why?"

"No reason," Sheila said, "We just wanted to walk you to your car."

"That's cool," I said, "You guys will wait for me then?"

"Yep," they both replied.

I stretched after putting away everything at work and grabbed my purse and walked out the door to meet Sheila and Anne.

"So, what's up?" I asked, yawning.

"Not much. We were just here at the mall, so we thought we'd wait for you," Anne said.

"Cool. Man I'm beat. I just want to get home and sleep," I said, tiredly.

Sheila said, "You work too hard."

"I know, but my parents can't afford extra surf stuff," I replied.

"So, can you come with us to the mall tomorrow? There's a dance coming up at school and we should go look at new clothes," Anne said.

"Uuumm, I guess. I'm not sure I'm going," I said. Inside I felt a little bad as no one had asked me, but it was just a dance where it didn't matter if one asked before hand. "What time do you wanna go?"

Sheila said, "Around noon. I'm sleeping in since it's saturday."

"Can you guys pick me up? My truck isn't big enough for all of us." I asked.

"Sure," Sheila said.

With hugs all around, I said, "Ok. I'll see you tomorrow."

**************

I leave my drapes up in my room so the sunlight will help wake me up. I stretched and rubbed my eyes, and looked over at the clock....6am. MMmmm....I rolled over and stared out the window at the sunrise. I debated over whether to go surfing or sleep in. Surfing...sleep...surfing...sleep. SURFING. I got up, put on a bathing suit and a pair of shorts and a shirt over it, slipped on my flip flops and went to the kitchen.

My dad was in the kitchen, sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper. "Goodmorning Sweetheart."

"Goodmorning Daddy," I said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Where are you off to today?" he asked.

"I am going surfing, then later, I am going to the mall with Anne and Sheila."

"Ok, but make sure you get your chores done later and be back in time to help your Mom with dinner."

"No prob Dad. We are going to the mall around noon, so I should be back in time to help Mom with dinner. 5 at the latest."

"Ok. Be careful."

"I will," I mumbled, a piece of toast in my mouth, as the back screen door slammed shut.