Emma

'Bye Mother'.

I shouted as i rushed to put on shoes, grab my keys and somehow not fall over. Giving the door handle a sharp quick turn i slid out the door without waiting for a response for my mother. Stone steps led the way out to the street but i crossed the lawn to hop over the white picket fence that seperated my best friends house from mine. Without bothering to knock i pushed in the kicten door and shouted as i scrambled up the stairs.

 'Riley I'm ready to go, you better be ready to leave or i am leaving your sorry butt here while i tan at the beach!'.  I pushed open the door and stared with dismay at my best friend sleeping out on the bed. "Rilllleeeeeey, you promised?!?'  She waved a hand at me dismissively. 'Do you know what time it is?' 'I looked down at my wrist. 'Yea its three minutes after nine.' If you get up now, we'll swing by Charlie's for a cup of coffee on our way'. I shook my keys tantalizingly. She sat up and made a grab at the striped bag at her feet. 

Five minutes later, the wind blowing our hair into complete disarray, John Mayer blasting we pulled in Charlies. Stepping out of the car, we linked arms and opened the door. The usual ladies? Nodding in unison as we slid into our favorite booth, the one by the window, so we could watch everything that happened in town. After quickly glancing at the menu which we knew by heart, I turned back to Riley, who had her forehead on the table. I  watched her, thinking she wasn’t usually this tired. Broken from my thoughts, two mugs slid across the table. Black coffee, hot and strong made me cringe, she had this every day, and I still didn’t like the smell. Now, hot chocolate I would have every morning till I die.

After breakfast, we settled in my new car for the drive to the beach. Riley put her feet up on the dashboard after sneaking a quick glance at me. I looked at her saying nothing, then back to the road. New CD time, you ready for it? Riley asked me. ‘Yea’ I replied. Loud music soon spilled from the speakers lulling us into the fuzzy time we called nothing. Everytime we drove somewhere, we turned the music up really loud and had nothing time, to think about everything and nothing. I gunned the engine and took us somewhere far away.