Summr
Accidents
Belly's POV
 
"Isabella, Valentina! Lets go!" I flipped off the bedroom light while simultaneously ignoring the fact that my mom was yet again, rushing me.
"Valentina, Lets go!" I shouted through the bathroom door just as it opened. " We're gonna be late."
"Oh shut-up, I'm ready" she responded, tossing me my new purple flip flops.
Walking out of my bathroom, Valentina looked like she  had just walked off the cover off one of the glossy magazines that littered my queen sized bed.
 In a black mini and red halter, she would draw stares no matter where we went. Her dark hair hung in curls just past her shoulders and her green eyes shone with excitement.
I on the other hand, looked like your typical California girl. My pin-straight blonde hair accented my blue eyes perfectly and everything from my denim short-shorts to my purple rhinestone tank top complimented my tan perfectly. Too bad I was from New York.
"Girls! LETS GO!" My mom called again, growing impatient.
"Coming" we called as we ran down the stairs and piled into the silver convertible I had gotten for my 17th birthday.
"Bye Mom!" I called as we drove off, ready to start the summer.





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