Chapter 1
“OK!” I conclude with excitement as Shelby asks if I can go to the West Coast Beach with her and Julie Shoot. “I’ll be there!”, I yell as I’m skipping off, turning onto my street just as the clock turns 3:00. I hop onto each path stone, skip along my concrete driveway, practically doing parcore to get from school, to my front door.
As soon as I get inside, I race to my room, throwing my backpack on my pale soft carpet, I dig threw my backpack as if I was trying to find an atomic bomb about to explode, making sure I get it out in time. I finally find my math folder and rip out my homework sheets, scribble down the answers I collected from my teachers answer key that I found on the floor, and stuff it back into my folder. Nearly giving myself a severe paper cut, I jammed my folder back in my backpack, throw my backpack into my closet, slide the door shut, and quickly change into something more “Beach appropriate”.
