I slipped on my favorite pair of worn jeans and my black sequined tank top. I took my sister’s cell phone off of her bed and put it in my pocket. My headphones were squished into my ears and my iPod nano tucked into my other pocket for later. I stepped quickly into my black flip flops and out of my bedroom, closing the door quietly behind me. I tiptoed toward the screened in kitchen door, grimacing at the squeaky floor. Almost there… I opened the handle and pushed out…
“Where do you think you’re going?â€? My sister Mimi stood in the kitchen just behind me, blond hair pulled up off her face. Mimi has a strange way of sneaking up on me just when I don’t want her to. “Mom doesn’t want you with that boy, you know.â€?
I sighed, exasperated. “His name’s Rod, and, yeah I know.â€?
“Whatever. Hey… is that my EnV?â€? So she had noticed. “Give it back!â€?
“Look sis, I was going to return it! Come on… I won’t be gone long,â€? I pleaded.