Saturday night my friend Stacy came over. I had called her after we had gotten in, begging
her to come get me because Jeff and Wild Child were on my last nerve. Stacy and I have
been friends since we have been eleven years old. We met the very first day of seventh
grade, and her mom taught me how to open a combination lock. I don't exactly see her as a
friend either, more like a sister. We grew up together, we laughed and played together, we
know everything about each other, we even argue like siblings. After she went off to
college we would lose track of each other, but as soon as contact was re-established it
was like we were never apart. Of course we got into lots of mischief while we were in
highschool, and till this day when old friends, teachers, or parents see us together they
assume we are up to something.
Stacy got to the house around 10:30, I asked Jeff if it was okay if I went out for awhile.
He seemed annoyed but said to go on ahead and leave. I was out the door, bare footed and
braless, desperately wanting a cigarette. I used to smoke. Its a habit I despise but one I
can sympathize with, I still crave nicotine in times of stress and have indulged in it
only a few times since I got married. I quit when I started dating Jeff, he has asthma and
probably wouldn't have asked me out a second time I was smoking.
Stacy and I were off to a local fast food
restaurant, grabbed some fries and sodas and sat in the car plotting our next move. An old
friend lived nearby that we had not seen in ages, actually a girl who used to
babysat us, so we decided to see if we could find her house. We drove up and down her
street wondering which one it was, and finally picked a house that we thought might be it.
We argued back and forth on who would go up to the door and knock. I felt like we were in
We sat in the car and decided to call R----'s
(the old babysitter/friend) brother at work to get her phone member and street address. I
was just a laughing as D--- came to the phone. As soon as Stacy revealed who she was and
what she wanted D--- asked if we were together, which sent us all into laughter. She
talked a few minutes to D--- getting R----'s street address and phone number. We then
drove back to R----'s house and dialed the telephone number, it just rang and rang. All
the lights were on inside the house and we could see the TV on. Stacy finally decided that
she would go up to the door and knock. I stayed in the car, watching and waiting and of
Stacy waved for me to come on up to the
house. Once in, R--- was asleep but her roommates went to wake her up. When she came out
she exclaimed "Only the two of you would come to someone's house this late at night,
uninvited." She hugged our neck and for the next few hours we sat around catching up,
talking about the good ole days and smoking. Finally at 2am it was time to go. When I got
home Jeff was waiting up for me, the first thing out of his mouth "Have you been
smoking? You stink!"
I looked at him innocently, "No I
haven't been smoking." For some reason I think he knew I was lying.
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