Summer Nights and Tenneesee Lights ❤️ [Inactive]

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Summer Nights and Tenneesee Lights ❤️ - Will you survive Senior year?

It's a small town were everyone knows everyone and everything about everyone and their dirty little secrets. We've grown up here, and known each other our whole life's (Some better than others). And now we all have the same goal: To graduate and get out of here. It's our last year of high school and we're going to make the best of things before we go of to start our lives. Were going to party every night and live life to it's fullest, by creating chaos and drama. This will be the year we will...
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It was still quite early when Stefanie woke but for her it was a normal routine, even on a summer weekend. Five thirty in the morning and she was up, ready to go. In a sleepy haze, she threw on an American flag tie front tank, a pair of Daisy Dukes and her white cowboy boots. She had three pairs of those boots, blue, white and orange, she was sort of known for them but they were comfortable, wore well and were easy to work in. After dressing and brushing her teeth, she threw her hair into a quick fishtail, simply to keep it out of the way. With that, she was ready for the day and out the door to help her family around the ranch.


By the time everything was done and settled, it was around nine and Stef was starving. Thankfully her mother had gone in early to make pancakes, everything set on the table when her, her father and her two brothers walked in. Per usual, she was the first to sit down and dig in, out eating her brothers every time. When she finally finished, she grabbed her phone from her room then headed out to the far pasture where Little Brother was, hopping the fence with ease. The horse trotted up to her, pressing his head to her chest so she could hug him. "Mornin' partner." She waited until he pulled away from the 'hug' to unlock her phone and send Braxton a quick text. "Hey there, you wanna meet up at my place or somewhere else?" Hitting send and locking it, she slipped the phone into her back pocket and leaned on Little Brother's shoulder to wait for an answer.
 
Lorena was up early that morning as she was usually, laying in bed next to her sleeping best friend Nami. She was bored out of her mind as she watched her ceiling fan spin round and round. Still in her Pj's, a tank top and shorts, she got up going into the kitchen to find something to eat, or smack her friend with whichever one. Nami and Lorena were very close, almost like sisters. Sharing everything together like clothes and food, even sometimes crushes, but this never split them apart.


In the kitchen she smelled bacon and eggs and was delighted seeing her mom at the stove. "Good Morning," She said to Lenny as she placed two plates of breakfast on the table.


"Mom, your the best." She said and ran back into her own room jumping onto her best friend's stomach.


"Nami! God, get up the bacon is awaiting. Don't you doubt for one second that I wont eat your bacon if you dont get up RIGHT NOW." With those words she ran off back to the kitchen going eat her breakfast happily.
 
Danielle woke up to her little sister screaming in her ear. "Will you stop it please, if I get up?" Her little sister Haley smiled and got off of her. She groaned sitting


up, only to remember that it was a Saturday. "Why did you wake me up so early?" She questioned, while walking to her bathroom and starting her shower. She hopped in and scrubbed her body and washed her hair. She stepped out, wrapping her towel firmly around her body and trudged to her closet. "Because, we have to help papa with the chores and you have to feed your horse. " she smiled and left the room, so Dani could have some privacy to get changed. She pulled on her intimates and grabbed her favorite pair of daisy dukes and then her camouflage tank top with her same age brother sweatshirt.


"He- Are you wearing my Sweatshirt?" My brother Riley asks as he takes a piece of bacon off the plate. "Don't you touch that bacon again young man" Dani snickered and threw him his jacket back. Just as Dani was about to steal some a bacon. A girl in just a t-shirt came down stairs. "Wait.. Did you..? Oh my god, Riley!" She hit his shoulder and smiled. "You are gross." "She not gross.. She was amaz-" "I don't wanna know!" She plugged her ears and grabbed her plate piling it with food and brought it up to her room, after shouting "I hope you have fun f**king my brother!" Dani laughed as her mother scolded her.


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Braxton was being his normal lazy self, sitting on the bench in his stables to look down at his text. Of course it was one of his many text partners. He quickly left the stables and walked to his car. He bet she already knew the answer to wanting to hang out. He texted her back a minute later when he was in his car. Your place is cool, we could go somewhere afterwards when I arrive. He quickly drove down his drive way, through the fields in which his mother and brother's horses roamed and he made it onto the main road. He'd been so lazy this weekend that his mom said he seemed like he was in Solitary Confinement. He drove down the street like a crazy person but honestly, no one was even on the road, not even cops.


When he arrived at her house he was all ready to go somewhere. His hair was smooth after he combed it a bit and he had a Blue Plaid Shirt and Simple Jeans with cowboy boots. He knocked on her door lightly and waited for her to come to her door.
 
Beth was up and early this morning, she played her guitar and sang, when she was fully awake she slipped on a white sundress and her red cowboy boots, her hair was always down and curly. No one really texts her so she just doesn't bother looking at her phone. When she was dressed she was out and about, running errands, getting groceries then goes to the cafe to have breakfast. Today wasn't her day to work but she loved the food there and talking to her co-workers.
 
Naomi grunted as she jumped onto "What the he-" she was cut off by the word "Bacon". "Wha..? Nuu.. My bacon!" jumping up she gets dizzy headed. Putting her pointer fingers to her to temples she groans getting up. "Len! You better get back here! Don'tchu eat my bacon!" sighing she runs after her best friend. They had always been super duper close, they were sisters to her. Naomi loves her very much but she can get on her nerves very easily. Before she had met Len she was a quiet and shy person. Len had helped her get out of her "Shy shell". she runs down the stairs almost tripping over her feet and the loose carpet on the last step of the stairs. She walks over to the kitchen when elegancy but trips. She laughs sitting down at the counter smiling up at Mrs. Scott. "Hello Mrs. Scott. Good morning to ya" Naomi runs her fingers through her hair in an attempt to fix her messy hair. It was always messy in the morning and it took a lot of work in the morning to do her hair and do her makeup just right. She picks up a piece of bacon and stuffs into her mouth. She smiles devilishly and looks at her Best friend. She takes a piece of bacon off of her plate and takes a two bites before putting it put on her plate. She laughs and eats her eggs that were also on her plate.
 
Andrew woke up to the sounds of his alarm clock blaring into his ears from his nightstand, and despite being already awake, he continued to lie there until a few minutes after the alarm clock went back into sleep mode. It took some time, but once he finally stood up from his bed, he grabbed a black notebook on desk and started to jot down some notes about a dream that he had during the night. Hair still in a very hot mess, he walked out to his kitchen to find a note in his brother's handwriting sitting beside a twenty dollar bill. The note read: 'Yo, left early to go run some errands. Mom and Dad went to work too. Use this for food for the day. We probably won't be back until later tonight. Don't wait up.'


"How Lovely". Andrew thought to himself, as he took the twenty off of the kitchen table. "Guess it's just another quiet day for me then." Back in his bedroom, Andrew turned to his desk and noticed that his cellphone had no messages for him. As usual, he wasn't necessarily one to go around texting people that he hardly knew. But it was a Saturday, and it's not like anybody is expecting him to stay at him all day. "I should probably go hang out with Bethany or something later..." He muttered as he walked to his bathroom to take his morning shower.
 
Nick woke up that morning and hopped out of bed to shower, He was a little bit different that man kids in the town because he did not live on a farm like a lot of kids. His parents were from this town and became very successful business owners, The business became huge but they decided to stay and raise Nick in this town. He got out of the shower and got dressed in some new clothes he just bought last week. He went down stairs and found a letter from his parents saying they would be gone for the week on business. He sighed and made him self breakfast. After he ate he went out side and shot some hockey pucks at the net in his driveway. After doing that for a while he texted Braxton, "Yo dude whats up what are you doing right now?"
 
Dakota jogged down the long dirt road in the direction of his house. He had awoken early and decided to make the best of the morning with a quick jog before breakfast. Spotting his house in the distance he sped up until he was in a flat out sprint. His breath came in quick gasps. Dakota cursed at himself. ' Coach was right, I should have kept running everyday. ' He thought begrudgingly. Dakota turned and ran up the driveway to the large brown house and entered through the front door. " Tab, are you up yet? " He called out. When he received no answer he sighed. Dakota ran up the stairs checking the clock quickly on his way. "Five minutes longer than what it should be." He chastised himself. Reaching the top of the stairs he banged on the nearest door and yelling " Tabby, wake up! ", before going to take a shower.


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Tabby groaned as her brother banged on her bedroom door. " Go away! " She screamed into her pillow. Expecting a second round of knocking, she waited, ready to throw her pillow at the door. She waited almost two whole minutes before realizing that he wasn't going to knock again any time soon. " That's weird." She muttered to the empty room. Tabby slipped out of bed and walked over to her bedroom door. She opened the door a crack and listened for any warning sound of an ambush. Dakota was always very determined to wake up Tabby long before she was ready to get out of bed, when he wasn't it usually meant that he had some kind of ambush resulting in her embarrassment in some way. The only sound she could hear was the shower. Her lips formed a silent Oh. Tabby closed her door again and walked to the closet. She changed quickly into a pair of shorts and a Lion King tank top before returning to her bed side. No new messages flashed across the screen on her phone and she sighed. " Looks like it's another movie marathon kind of day. " She announced to nobody.
 
Listen, Romeo really liked day time. Happy-happy day time, with the light and all, but that crisp lovely light was boring through his eyelids and into his eye balls. He cracked open one eye, his eye feeling highly irritated and blinked it a few times before joining his other eye into blinking treatment. He looked up and saw a portion with the work he's been sweating over for a whole night. It was just that Romeo was in the shower, about to head to bed early for a change before he was struck hard with an idea for a new piece of art. Of course, after speed washing for another time, he threw on barely any clothes and messily gathered his palette and paint, throwing a black canvas after dragging it from his room on a stool. He smiled lazily up at it as he fixed up himself, being a huge mess after sprawling himself in front of the artwork on the table next to him.


"Morning." He mumbled to no one in particular, getting up to wash out his extremely dry palette of various colors. For all the trouble, the canvas was more smaller than he remembered it to be from his blurred last night. Romeo sighed, rubbed his shoulder as he threw on his carefully ironed clothes, looking over the raunchy field next to his place. Crap, did he have work today? He lazily shoved a spoonful of dry cereal into his mouth before remembering- He didn't put milk in the bowl yet. As he did with one hand, he briefly checked his hands for any extra paint before using the same hand to give himself a nice face palm. Right right right, it's Saturday... Well... Means time to go bother my chaps. Romeo thought, spooning a more pleasant mouthful of cereal into his mouth this time.

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Cykeem was looking off into the distance with a small smile, it was early in the mornin', and he was already giving Ivy her daily morning run. He jostled on the comfortable saddle adorning his lovely horse. They were padding and pounding across the grainy terrain behind his house, the male heard the familiar warm bark of his loving Great Dane. He looked back as he watched his dog scurry up behind them, excited and his tongue hanging out in glee from the chase. Of course, ol' Copper was getting older by the day, but if anything, he was as healthy as the days he was a pup. Cykeem's smile turned into a grin. Today was his day, Saturday, but he was not ready to roll out the plans he didn't have for the weekend. Bummer, he was usually prepared for the moment of relaxation he got.


Steering Ivy into the small stable made by him just for his one horse, he checked her up and made sure she seemed fine and healthy enough, remembering to treat the horse with a tasty carrot as always. She's been doing well lately, and he can't help but to spoil his three babies. Copper, Ivy and Mali. Thinking of Mali, he turned in it's direction, bidding the horse a silent goodbye and walking towards the house. Copper followed happily, doing twirls around the strolling Cykeem, out of breath from the chase he's never been able to win. "What do you think we should do today, Cop?" Cykeem asked the dog.

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Kayleigh yawned as she rolled over to turn off her alarm. Mornings will never be my best friends, she thought as she dragged herself out of bed, and into her bathroom. Her hair was a mess again, and she groaned when she saw her reflection in the mirror. This was going to take a while. Internally cursing her hair, she turned on the shower and stepped under the cool water.


After taking a shower and letting her hair dry, she quickly changed into a Rolling Stones t-shirt and denim cut-offs. It was too hot to wear anything full-length, and Leigh wasn't about to roam around in a pair of jeans, no matter what her dad said. Which he would, he always commented on her clothes and how she would never get a 'decent boy', dressing the way she did. She chuckled to herself and headed down to the kitchen to make herself some breakfast.


"Mom! I'm leaving!" She called, before heading out of the house. She pulled out her phone and texted Braxton and Tabby Are you guys free to hang out today? as she got into her car and drove towards the park.
 
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Aslee smiled and tumbled out of bed. She was so ready for school. She grabbed her outfit and went to shower. Her messy brown hair was greasy after not washing it the day before.


After she showered she was in a long, flowy dress (https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTJDymORMkXP2nqepVzDrzdDOFQyL5qs5QSHIj8yoHc6sM8jC9qNsRmi5yx) and her classic brown cowgirl boots.


She went downstairs in the kitchen to find her brother and her mom slumped at the kitchen table. She ruffled her eight year old brother's hair and frowned. "Why so grumpy?" She asked, grabbing an egg sandwich. Her brother shrugged.


She sighed and took out her iPhone. Hey guys x She texted to her group chat with all of her friends. Braxton, Danielle, Naomi, Beth, etc.


She headed out to do chores and errands. First, the stables. Feed the horses, water the pigs, check on the barn cats. Then, the grocery. Eggs, bread, milk, other household items.


She stomped into the barn and patted one of the horse's back. She smiled and dumped some hay into the feeding container.


She groaned at the heat and pulled her hair back into a messy bun.
 
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Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.


The ticking of his virtual alarm clock, slightly went on as he was deep into slumber early on that Saturday morning.


It finally struck the correct time and went off.


'Swwweeetttt Home Alabama!' It roared through his room through his giant speakers, that were for some reason connected to his alarm clock.


Kaz jumps up out of his bed and reaches for the alarm clock.


"NO! No playing this!" He reaches to smack his hand on the snooze button, but slips on clothing that was on the floor and his hand hits the end of the table, missing the alarm clock whole.


'Where the sky is so blue!!!!' It went on.


The boy pushes his feet and slides back, turns around and jumps up. He smacks the snooze button in the middle of,' Sweet Home Ala-.'


Finally ending the alarm.


"Damn you dad."


He whispers to himself. His dad would always pull these kind of pranks on him on the weekend. Had it been anything other then country then he would've continued to let it play.


"You won this one..." He whispers again.


Leaning down, he slides on a pair of (Almost Skinny Jean) pants over his boxers, and a grey T-shirt. Glancing over to his phone, he thinks about picking it up to send out some texts but decides to leave it on the charger for the time being. Kaz opens his balcony door and walks out onto it. Looking at the morning sun as it came up.


"Hopefully today's a good day..."


After turning and re closing the door, he walks through the halls of his house and down the stairs to the kitchen. Pulling out a bowl and a box labeled,'Frosted Flakes,' he pours some into it and pulls out the milk jug. After all was said and done, he took out a spoon and began to eat. Sliding down over the back of the couch and onto the cushions, he leans back and takes a bite.


"Let's see what's on."


Kaz grabs the remote and turns the TV on, looking through the guide, waiting for something interesting to happen to his bad but wonderful day.
 
Chase woke to the sound of silence, something that he was not all that familiar with growing up in the City. As he lifted his head off his pillow, stretching the stiffness from his neck, he questioned why people always seemed to fawn over it so much. Silence, that is. It seemed to him that it gave the place a pervasive sense of forlorn emptiness, of loneliness. "I should give this place a chance, or at least give it the day, it might grow on me" he chuckled, struggling to convince himself. He was in the shower now, although how he had got there must have been forgotten in among the earlier morning amnesia he so often experienced as he trundled around the house, his body awake, but his mind not quite so ready to greet the new day. He could feel the steam rising up past his face, choking the air around him, as the hot water beat down on his back. To him, there was nothing quite as satisfying as a scalding hot shower in the morning, the kind that cleanses your mind of the night's leftovers and the erratic and worried thought that morning often brought for him.


After slipping on a clean white shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans, he found himself fondling the same silver necklace that he wore every day. It was a simple chain, with a coin shaped pendant that's elegant carvings spoke of memories and sentimentality as he traced them with his finger tips. He slid it over his head, like he did every morning, before pulling on a red beanie and his favorite leather jacket. He pulled his phone from the pocket, and scrolled through his contacts. A select list of 'friends' acquired over a life time, all of whom he would likely never see or hear from again, it shouldn't have shocked him so much he knew, his friends were fickle, party people, always chasing what is 'happening' and most of all completely self absorbed in their own little world. But everyone likes to think themselves an exception, or at the very least, memorable enough to warrant the occasional text, nevertheless he was better off without them. Sadly that rung true for most, and had left him here.


Jaz ran up to him as he made his way downstairs, and he bent down to give her a big hug, tussling her face in his hand and scratching her chin. For her at least he was thankful. He had had her since his 12th birthday, a little ball of fur that arrived on his front doorstep from his parents and he had loved her ever since. Tossing her a treat, he said his goodbyes to his four legged family, grabbed his keys and took one last glance in the mirror before heading out the door. "A fresh start will be good for me" he thought, or maybe its what he had to think, sometimes he couldn't tell the difference anymore.
 
Tabby stretched out on her bed. She flipped through the channels with a yawn, finally settling on Little Shop of Horrors. The phone on the nightstand vibrated twice, alerting a new message. Tabby rolled over humming the opening song to herself and checked her phone. 'Sure am. Where do you wanna meet up?' She responded while untangling the sheets from where they wrapped around her legs. " Dakota!"


-x-


Dakota stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel tightly around him. He retreated from the bathroom to his bedroom where he changed quickly into a simple white t-shirt and jeans. "Dakota!" Dakota groaned slightly and walked out of his room and down the hall. " What do you want?" He asked with a frown as his sister came skipping out of her room.


Tabby mirrored his frown with her own. " What makes you so sure that I want something? "


" Because I know you. Now what is it?" Dakota answered rolling his eyes.


Tabby rocked back onto her heels and looked up at her brother with the best puppy dog eyes she could manage. " A ride?"


Dakota sighed. " Yeah. Where? "


Tabby frowned and leaned back against the wall. She checked her phone again, but there still was no reply. " I don't know yet. " She admitted with a shrug. Dakota rolled his eyes again. " Figure it out and then come find me."
 
Andrew steps out of the shower, and quickly dries himself off before throwing on a checkered grey collared shirt, and a pair of black skinny jeans to wear for the day. Of course, it took some time for Andrew to adjust his hair the way he liked it after the shower, but after a few minutes of fidgeting with it in front of his bedroom mirror, he was finally happy with going out for the day. "Now that looks nice." He smiled to himself as he walked back to his desk to pick up his cellphone.


'Yo, Bethany. I don't really have anything to do today, you down to do something?' He sent the text to Beth, and lazily reclined back in his desk chair to wait for some kind of response from her.
 
Beth's reply to Andrews text was quick


'Sure! I'm at the cafe right now if you wanna meet there' she sends the message and finishes the pancakes she ordered.


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Jack had always enjoyed the quiet mornings. The stillness that seemed




to take place before the sun had even gotten a chance to rise above the




horizon. The smell of breakfast being prepared, the sound of his siblings




quarreling over the last piece of bacon. It was home. Something that could




never be replaced. A feeling he only ever got from the ranch he grew up on,




the family he was raised up with. It made him smile in the mornings.




Beginning with the usual tasks, such as milking the cows -the McAlister family




had the largest amount of cows within the whole town-, feeding the chickens,




and even helping his younger sisters with the goats, Jack whistled a tune his




father had been whistling since he was old enough to begin helping on the farm.




It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the sun had just barely risen above the




horizon, and Jack had just finished his chores. He went inside the two story house




he called home, and into his room, upstairs.




After a quick shower, he changed into a blue, black and white plaid flannel shirt,




with a white, thin t-shirt underneath, and of course, some jeans and his favorite




pair of boots. Downstairs, he could hear his loud family laughing, his younger sisters




giggling along with their kind mother. His mouth twisted into a upward smile. He




raced down the stairs, catching a glimpse of his father just as he left. Apparently




his father was going to town to get some supplies needed to repair some cabinets.




Jack ate a quick breakfast, washed the dishes, and even found time to play with




his younger siblings.




It was hot outside, he knew. He could see the heat waves ripple off of the pavement




road of the highway in the distance. Gently ruffling his younger sister's, Bailey, hair, and




pulled on his cowboy hat, and walked into his small workshop he'd built himself. He was




currently working on his new truck - which was a joke, since it once had been his dad's




father's truck once. It was rusting, and appeared to be falling apart. His father told him




if he could patch it up and get it running, it would be his. And for the whole summer, he'd




been working on it, desperate to get it fixed up. The door was still jammed, the brakes needed




to replaced, and the windshield had been cracked. It'd need a lot of repairing, but it'd be worth it.




His mother called for him, a few hours later, telling him they needed some more groceries. She




said he'd get a pass for doing the evening chores if he took the girls. He agreed. He would have




agreed even if he didn't want to go, anyway. That was the thing about the McAlister family. They




were stubborn as mules, and didn't accept any slack. He'd learned that early on, and agreed with




whatever they told him to do. It was the only way of life he knew. He did what he had to do, and




did his best to stay out of trouble. It was a unspoken family rule. So, he took his two younger sisters,




bought some groceries he knew they'd need, and dropped by at the auto-parts store owned by Big




Jim. Everyone in town called him Big Jim, which was ironic, considering he was shorter then most men,




thin and generally didn't get into fights.




Four bags of groceries were held in his arms as he walked into his house, the two girls giggling as they




ran ahead of him. He struggled to open the door, and once he managed, somehow, to unlock it, he




let the girls in, and shut the door behind him. His mother had gone into town to help Mrs. Jones with




a few things around her house. His dad was still in town, probably debating with someone about politics,




and the house seemed empty as he set the plastic bags on the counter. He unpacked eggs, some orange




juice, and other items he had gotten. He prepared some early lunch for the girls, and even got to sit down




himself, lean back, and enjoy the quietness as he ate a sandwich. After eating, he decided to go to the Pool




in town. He needed to think.




Jack had always loved swimming. He was just a toddling little boy when his father taught him how to swim




in the lake. He remembered the sun beaming down on him as his father smiled down at him. He remembered




swimming with everything he had. From that moment, he knew what he loved to do. Swim. Underneath the




cool water was the only place he truly felt alive. He loved being blocked out of the rest of the world. All of his




worries dissipating as he swam gracefully. It was something no one in his family would really understand. And




he'd rather keep it that way. Like his own little secret. His mouth twisted into a soft smile as he arrived at the




pool, hopped out of the vehicle, changed into his swim shorts in the bathroom, and dove into the cool, refreshing




water. His body relaxed, and his mind found peace as he swam, his eyes closed. He smiled.
 
Kaz finally finished his cereal, and decided to go back to his room after sliding his bowl into the sink. He ran through his door and dove onto his bed, picking up his phone into his hand, he checks to see if he has any texts or calls, or if he wanted to text anybody. Neither choices were opinionated long as he put his phone into his pocket and walked back downstairs. Kaz slides on a pair of Vans and walks trough his front door, he slides his hands into his pockets and begins a slow walk down the road. Not knowing where he was heading, not caring where it would lead.
 
"The Cafe? Sure! I'll be down there in a little bit." Andrew sent the text, and walked right out of his apartment. The Cafe was a weird place for him to go to during the weekends. He usually doesn't go there unless he's working during the weekdays, but then again, it's not like there are many other places that he can go to to just sit around and hang out with the others. He unchained his bike from the railing just outside his door, and started to bike his way into town. The cool morning air felt nice flying past him as he flew down the main streets towards the cafe.
 
Lorena smiled and could not control her laughter whenever she saw her friend slip. As they ate breakfast Lenny would pass Blaze small pieces of bacon because that was always his favorite. Her mom eventually finished up breakfast for them and sat down. "Good morning Darling." She said to Nami and ate her own breakfast as well. Lenny looked at her phone and practically spit out the food she was eating. "Oh my gosh, i'm going to be so late for work!" she said and quickly ran to her room getting ready and into a blue and red plaid shirt, dark skinny jeans, and some brown boots. She quickly ruffled her curly hair, noticing that it was still a little messy she grabbed her grey beanie and ran back into the kitchen. "Sorry, love you guys but i am going to get killed for this if i dont get there in time!" She said and ran out the front door with her skateboard in hand. Still running down the driveway she kicked her skateboard down and rolled out of the driveway and into the streets on her way to the skate shop where she worked. Lenny had made it just in time so that she wasnt in trouble, this time.
 
Braxton looked at his phone while he was in his car, driving around town. His friend had other plans so he drove away, sadly. @Timv9 Heyo Nikki, I'm texting some people and 'bout to go to someone's house and chill out man, you should come! I'll text ya details. He said, having a reply down for Nick. It was funny to call him Nikki because he didn't like it, what a feminine name for a many athletic jock. He chuckled and looked at his next text. @TanTanEatsPancakes Haii Kayleigh I'm free! Where you wanna meet? Braxton sent it quickly and moved onto the next one, biting his lip. He was gonna be busy. @Panda Angel Hai babe! What's going on with youu girly? He said to his best friend, Aslee.
 
Kayleigh's phone buzzed for the second time in 10 minutes. Does the mall sound okay? Tabby is coming too! Plus I want ice-cream. She texted back quickly, and put her phone back into her pocket.
 
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