.
. .
Madison woke up that Monday morning at 5:30 to get ready for
school. She put on her ripped skinny jeans, black PINK
sweatshirt with gold sequin details, her short chestnut Ugg
Boots and straightened her blond hair. Once she put her
makeup on she grabbed her Northface backpack and purse and
walked out the sliding glass door leading to the backyard.
She walked to the right side of the house and climbed into
her dark plum Jaguar that she made her mother get her for
moving. Madison drove to Starbuck’s to meet her
friends, Amber, Cerina, and Casey, their usual meeting spot
before school. “Hey guys,” Madison said to
her friends and set her bags down at the table her friends
were seated at. She pulled a five dollar bill out of her
wallet and ordered herself a Venti Passion Tea Lemonade.
“How are things at home?” Amber asked Madison
when she sat down.
“Sucky,”
Madison responded and then took a sip of her drink, “
they all get mad so easily it’s not even
funny.”
“That does suck,” Cerina told her,
“you’re welcome to stay over my place if things
end up getting really bad.”
“Thanks,” Madison told her. It was a nice gesture
and Madison knew she was lucky to have friends that
cared.
The girls finished their drinks and then got into their own
cars and drove to their school. They were about ten minutes
away. They all arrived at the school at 7 o’clock which
gave them enough time to go to their lockers and talk before
homeroom.
. . .
