Chapter 2
"Christine, I love your purple vest!" I said as we started to walk into a novelty shop.
"It’s not as good as Gina’s green sweatshirt." Christine said.
"Look at what is in this place!" Gina said laughing and staring at the store we just walked into. there were strange lights strung along the wall. There was a wall of nothing but glow in the dark stars. Every kind of different telephone you could imagine. The place looked real tacky.
"Who would use this?" I asked picking up a hamburger telephone. Both Gina and Christine made a funny face.
"Look!" Gina said as she pointed to a wall of Backstreet Boys books, and posters.
"Oh my gosh! Too bad they weren’t around when we were 15. I would have died to get one of those posters. They are cute!" Christine said in a giddy way.
"But we are too old to be in love with teeny boppers." Gina pointed out.
"I know, but have you heard these guys sing? They only have been in the USA for the past 2 years!" Christine said naming off facts about them.
"Never heard of them." I said.
"You probably have, and didn’t know it was them."
"Let’s get out of here." Gina told Christine and I.
"Ok, I told Dan that he could take me out to dinner tonight, so we should be going." Christine said.
"Alright, but can we stop in that lotion store real quick? I really need lotion." I asked Christine.
"Ok, that will be fine, I still have an hour and a half or so."
3 minutes later-
"Ooh, smell this!" I said to Gina as I held up a bottle to her nose.
"Yuck, what is that?" Gina asked me.
"It is peach lotion." I said defensively.
"You have a weird nose! You think that smells good?" Gina asked me and Christine started to laugh, I started in after a second.
"I am going to buy this!" I told them.
"Great!" Christine said and we all started to laugh again.
I went to buy the lotion then we walked out of the mall to my VW bug. "I love my car! It’s my baby!" I said in a coochie coo way. Christine and Gina smiled at me. They knew how much I adored my car.
I got in and started the car. My favorite radio station came out of the speakers and I started to back out.
*CRASH*
A car smashed into me.
"Uh-oh" Christine said.
Chapter 3
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