Anna

Another day had passed since I talked to Becca about the party. Now Emily had found out she was shopping at the neighborhood supermarket and I had to meet her by accident. Nothing easier. I had arranged with Ems to come and pick me up. One of my problems was that I didn’t have a driver’s license, and that made things very difficult for me.

“Are you ready?” she asked me, looking directly at me. Not only was I nervous, but she certainly was, too.

“I think so. ...