Email:
Password:

Created By

Rate this Story

+5

Embed


My Stories
0
Home Remedies
+ 5
Shape of My Heart: Chapters 1 - 5
+ 4
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 51 - 55
+ 6
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 46 - 50
+ 4
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 40 - 45
+ 6
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 36 - 40
+ 3
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 31 - 35
+ 6
I'll Be There For You: Chapter 20 (Repost)
+ 7
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 16 - 20
+ 6
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 11 - 15
+ 9
I'll Be There For You: Chapter 6 - 10
+ 6
I'll Be There For You: Chapters 1 - 5
+ 6
All I Have to Give: Chapter 44 (Final Chapter)
+ 5
All I Have to Give: Chapter 43
+ 5
All I Have to Give: Chapter 42
+ 4
All I Have to Give: Chapter 41
+ 6
All I Have to Give: Chapter 40
+ 5
All I Have to Give: Chapter 39
+ 3
All I Have to Give: Chapter 38
+ 4
All I Have to Give: Chapter 37

All I Have to Give: Chapters 1 - 4

Romance Created on 11-21-07 Views(76) Story Rating G

Chapter 1

          Kristin stood in her apartment in Orlando, Florida. All was silent except the sound of traffic from below. She sighed and plopped down on her bed. Her framed poster of Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys was on the wall beside her bed. I wonder where Rachel is, she thought. I hope nothing happened to her. Kristin bit her lip in anxiety. 
          Rachel and Kristin had been best friends for eight years. They had gotten an apartment together and planned on going to UCF for college. Kristin had moved away to Chicago while the two were still in high school, but now the day had come where the two of them would be together again. A smile came to Kristin's face when the thought of how much fun they were going to have came across her mind. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Kristin excitedly hopped off her bed and answered the door. Outside the door stood a girl of 5'1" with long autumn brown hair and deep blue eyes. She was highly in fashion with her light blue sun dress and black sandals. 
         "Oh, my, God! Rachel, how are you?" Kristin asked as she hugged Rachel.
          Rachel laughed. "I'm great! Oh, gosh it's so good to see you!"
          Kristin smiled and let Rachel into the apartment. "So, how was your trip down here from Missouri?"
         "It was pretty good. A long drive, but I made it." Rachel looked around. "Wow, this is a phat apartment! How did you get it?"
          "My godfather found it for us," Kristin said.
          Rachel's eyes lit up. "That's awesome!" The smile slowly faded. "Can we afford this?"
          Kristin nodded. "It's all been paid for."
          "Are you serious?"
          "Yup, all we have to do is pay utilities, groceries, and do well enough in school and he'll pay our rent."
          Rachel beamed with excitement. "We're gonna have so much fun living here! Show me your room!" Rachel said while tugging Kristin down the hallway.
          Kristin laughed. "I see you still have your bubbly attitude."
          Rachel grinned as she walked into Kristin's room, which was neatly decorated with posters of BSB, mostly Nick. "I see you still like the Backstreet Boys."
          Kristin blushed a little. "Yeah, I do."
          "That's okay, so do I."
          "Still nuts over Brian?"
          Rachel laughed. "Of course."
          Kristin snickered. "Come on, Rach, lets get your
stuff." 
          Kristin helped Rachel bring in the stuff from her car. They arranged her room the way she wanted it. After a couple of hours, Kristin stopped and stretched to her full height of 5'8" and groaned as her muscles resisted. She ran her fingers through her shoulder length brown hair and sighed.
          Rachel went out to the hallway and came back with a famed poster of Brian Littrell. "I think he's adorable," she said. 
          Kristin laughed. "Honey, you're nuts."
          "Thank you," Rachel said with a grin.
          "That wasn't a compliment."
          "Too bad, I took it as one."
          Kristin laughed and rolled her eyes. "I don't know about you, but I need a break," she said to Rachel. "I'm hungry."
          Rachel smiled from her position on the from the floor near a bookcase where she had been stacking some books that she had brought. "You read my mind. Where do you want to go?"
          "Hmm, do you want pizza?"
          Rachel smiled. "I love pizza." She stood up and
stretched her own muscles then grabbed her car keys. "Let's go," she said.
          Both girls left the apartment and headed to the parking lot on the pretty mid August day that Orlando was having. They breathed in the fresh air and felt their energy being restored as they walked across the parking lot.
          "It's really beautiful here," Rachel said.
          "I know, I love it," said Kristin.
          "We had nice weather in Missouri, but this is
unbelievable."
          "Yeah, it is. I don't think I could ever get tired of it."
          Rachel looked over at Kristin and flashed her a smile. "We're in Florida. We can see anything or anyone we want."
          Kristin grinned. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
          "Uh huh. What do you say? I mean, we are two weeks early for classes. So, why not?"
          "Hey, I'm game. I just don't want to look like a lawn dog," Kristin admitted.
          "Yeah, me either," Rachel sighed. "Okay, I guess that was a bad idea, but I have to meet one of them while I'm here."
          "Trust me, I know and I understand. But college isn't over for either one of us anytime soon, so we have a lot of time," Kristin pointed out.
          "I know. Maybe I'll have a major figured out by the time I'm thirty," Rachel chuckled.
          "You'll know what you want to do with your life sooner or later."
          Rachel sighed. "I hope so," she said as she unlocked the door to her 1998 purple neon.
          The girls drove downtown to a pizza parlor. They went inside and sat down at a booth and looked at the menu. 
          "What kind of pizza do you want?" Rachel asked Kristin.
          "I like cheese pizza the best," she said.
          "Okay, we'll have that then."
          The waiter came over and took their order. Kristin and Rachel both ordered a Sprite to drink. Rachel looked around. The walls were covered with pictures of celebrities. 
          "This place is pretty cool," Rachel commented. "The pictures really set it off."
          Kristin nodded. "Yeah, they do," she said while looking at a picture of the Backstreet Boys.
          Rachel took a sip of her drink. "So, what classes do you have?"
          "On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I have college algebra, English 101, and a P.E. class. What about you?"
          "I have college algebra, bio chem., a P.E. class, and an English 101 class on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. On Tuesday and Thursdays have a music introductory class, another P.E. class, and a history class."
          Kristin grinned. "I have all the same classes on Tuesday and Thursday except I don't have the music class."
          "Cool, maybe we'll have some of the same classes together."
          The waiter came and brought their pizza. Kristin and Rachel ate heartily then decided to leave. They put the tip on the table and headed out to the car.
          "So, where do you want to go now?" Rachel asked. 
          Kristin let out a yawn. "I say we go back to the apartment and go to sleep. All that unpacking wore me out."
          "Me too. Why don't we get a good night's sleep tonight and tomorrow we can hit the mall? I'm dying to check it out."
          "Sounds cool to me," Kristin said.
          "Alrighty then," Rachel said as she got in the car.
Chapter 2
       The next week went by uneventfully. The girls were involved in freshman orientation at UCF and barely had time to breathe, let alone explore Orlando.


          "This isn't what I expected," Kristin said, flopping down on Rachel's after a long day of running around campus.

           "It'll get better once we get the swing of things," Rachel said encouragingly.

          "I hope so," Kristin sighed. She sat up and grinned at Rachel. "Hey, lets go somewhere tonight."

          "Go where?" Rachel questioned.

          "A club or something. It'll give us a chance to unwind."

          "Okay, cool." Rachel jumped up from her bed and started going through her clothes. "What should I wear?" She asked herself.

          "Clothes would be nice," Kristin said with a grin.

          Rachel glared at her and smirked.  "Smartass," mumbled as she went into the bathroom and got ready.

          The girls carefully got themselves ready to the night.  Rachel stepped out of her bedroom wearing a blue halter top and black pants.  She smiled as she glanced at herself in the hallway mirror.

          "Are you ready to go yet?" she asked.

          Kristin stepped out of her room with her purse in hand.  "I'm ready if you are."

          "Let's rock and roll," she said.
   

          Kristin laughed as she headed out the door with Rachel. They drove downtown to a club called Yowza. Rachel parked her car and they went inside. The music was blaring and the tables were pretty much full. Rachel looked over at Kristin. She was standing there with a huge grin on her face. Rachel laughed and led Kristin to a table.

          "Wow," Kristin said, dropping into a chair at the first available table.


          Both girls scanned the crowd as they sat at their table. There were hot guys in every direction.
   

          "Now I see what I've been missing back home," Rachel ginned.
   

          Kristin chuckled. The music got louder and both girls ordered their drinks. They sat back and watched the scene for a little bit. Suddenly Rachel felt Kristin grab her arm.
   

          "What?" Rachel asked.
   

          "Don't look now, but guess who just walked in that door right over there?" Kristin said excitedly.
   

          "Who?" Rachel asked trying to scan the crowd without looking obvious.

          Kristin's eyes were glowing with excitement. "Kevin Richardson!"
   

          "No way!" Rachel exclaimed while jerking around in her seat, no longer caring if she looked obvious or not. Her eyes were focused on a gorgeous man who had just entered the night club.
   

          "Damn!" she said softly. Kevin Richardson was in fact at the same club as them and looking so fine.
   

          "Can you believe it? Kevin Richardson from the Backstreet Boys is here!" Kristin said while bobbing up and down in her seat.
   

          "Oh, my, God! I have to meet him!" Rachel said.
   

          "I know! How are we going to get his attention without looking like idiots?" Kristin asked.
   

          "Maybe one of us could go over there to the bar where he's at and catch his attention."
   

          "That could work," Kristin said with enthusiasm.
   

          "So, which one of us should go up there?" Rachel asked.
   

          "You do it," Kristin said immediately.
   

          "Me?! Why me?"
   

          "He's Brian's cousin."
   

          "I know, which is exactly why I don't want to up there."
   

          Kristin thought for a second. "Why don't we both go up there together? We can work our way up to getting his attention."
   

          Rachel smiled in agreement. "Okay, let's do it."
   

          Kristin and Rachel left their seats and went over to the bar. They sat a few stools away from Kevin. Kristin winked at Kevin and he smiled back.
   

          "Remember stay cool," she whispered to Rachel.
   

          Rachel nodded then saw a very attractive guy coming toward them. "Oh, my, God! Look, it's A.J.! He's coming this way!"

          "Shhh! Stay cool," Kristin said.
   

          A.J. walked toward the bar, looking straight at Rachel and Kristin. He stopped right in front of them and flashed them a sexy smile.
   

          "Well, well, well. What have we got here? A couple of fine honeys sitting here with no one to dance with."
   

          Rachel and Kristin smiled and stared at A.J. He brought out his hand.
   

          "I'm A.J. McLean. And you are?" he asked Kristin.
   

          "I'm Kristin," she said shyly.
   

          A.J. kissed her hand. "A pleasure to meet you. Who's your friend?"

          "I'm Rachel," she said with a smile.
   

          AJ raised his eyebrows and kissed her hand. "You're beautiful too." Rachel blushed. "So what brings you two to the club?"
   

          "Campus boredom," said Kristin.
   

          "Are you two college students?"
   

          "Yeah," Rachel said with a shy smile.
   

          A.J. grinned. "Well, which one of you ladies want to give me the pleasure of a dance?"
   

          Kristin smiled. "I will."
   

          A.J. took Kristin's hand and led her out to the dance floor.

          Rachel sat on her stool and watched them dance. Just then, she felt a tap on her left shoulder. She turned to her left and was surprised to find a tall, well built, dark haired, and dark eyed man standing next to her.
   

          "Hi," he said. "I'm Kevin. What's your name?"
   

          "Rachel," she said, still in shock.
   

          "Nice to meet you. Mind if I have a seat?"
   

          "It's a free country."
   

          Kevin sat down on the stool next to her. A.J. and Kristin came back as soon as the song was over.

          "Whew! This boy can dance!" Kristin said while catch her breath.
   

          "Well, I have been dancing all my life," A.J. said with a sly smile.

          "No, really?" Kristin said sarcastically.
   

          A.J. looked at her sheepishly. "Okay, so you know about me, big deal," he said with a laugh. A.J. took Rachel's hand. "Come on let's dance."

          "No, I couldn't," she said while blushing.
   

          "Go dance with him," Kristin said.
   

          Rachel took A.J.'s hand and followed him to the dance floor. Kristin chuckled and sat the bar next to Kevin.

          "She's so shy it cracks me up. That girl has never been able to be herself around guys"
   

          "You two seem to be pretty close friends. How long have you known her?" Kevin asked.
   

          "We've been best friends for over eight years."

          "Really?"
   

          "Yeah, we're sharing an apartment together and going to college at UCF. We've been planning this for years."

          "Wow, that's really cool," Kevin replied.

           Just then, a girl of about 5'4" with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes came up to them. "Have you seen A.J.? I've been looking all over for him."

          Kevin pointed to the dance floor and laughed. "He was looking for you too, but I think he gave up."

          The girl groaned. "I don't know why I put up with him."

          Kevin grinned. "Because you love him."

          "Yeah, sure, whatever," she said.

          Kevin looked over at Kristin who was obviously confused. "Oh, Amanda, this is. . .I'm sorry I never got your name."

          "Kristin," she said.

          "Yeah, this is Kristin. Kristin, this is Amanda, A.J.'s girlfriend."

          Amanda shook Kristin's hand. "Nice to meet you."

          "Nice to meet you too," Kristin said. "So, A.J.'s really your boyfriend?"

          Amanda rolled her eyes. "Yes, but he's a big pain in the ass."

          Kristin laughed. "Why do you say that?"

          "Well, look at him. He macks on every girl he sees while I stand over here watching him. Who the hell is that chick he's dancing with anyway? I've never seen her in here before."

          "That's Rachel, my best friend."

          "Oh, really?" Amanda said with one eyebrow raised.

          "If it makes you feel any better, she's not interested in A.J. She's interested in Bri--" Kristin stopped herself because she knew Rachel didn't want anyone to know.

          "She interested in who?" Amanda asked.

          "No one," Kristin lied. 

          Just then, A.J. and Rachel came back laughing and slightly out of breath. "You're a pretty good dancer," he complimented.

          Rachel blushed. "Thanks."
 

          A.J. put his arms around Amanda's waist. "Hey, babe! I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been?"

          "I've been looking for you, but you were busy dancing," Amanda hissed.

          A.J. took off his sunglasses and looked at her with his puppy brown eyes. "Are you mad at me now?"

          Amanda melted. "No," she said softly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

          A.J. smiled and held her closer. "I love you," he said.

          "I love you too," Amanda replied.

          "Oh, please, somebody gag me," Kevin muttered.

          "You're just jealous because you don't have a girl," AJ said.

          "I may not have a girlfriend, but there are plenty of women who want me."

          A.J. looked around the club then looked back at Kevin. "Where are they at?"

          Kevin pretended to be mad but he couldn't keep a straight face. He winded up laughing and nearly fell off his stool. The others laughed with him. The night went on.  Rachel and Kristin cooly hung out with A.J. and Kevin like they were old friends.  


          "I'm hungry," A.J. said at the end of the night.

          "You're always hungry," Kevin teased.

          A.J. ignored Kevin's remark. "Let's go get something to eat." He turned to Rachel and Kristin.  "You guys wanna come?"


          Kristin shook her head. "We'd love to, but we gotta get back to our apartment. We have class in the morning."
   

          "Oh, okay, well it was nice meeting you two. Come back to the club on Friday night. Me, Kev, and Howie will be here."

          "Okay we'll see you then," Rachel said as she unlocked her car.

          Rachel and Kristin waved good-bye and drove back to the apartment.

          Kristin squealed. "I can't believe we just hung out with A.J. and Kevin!"

          "I know I can't believe it either!" said Rachel.

          "A.J. is a really good dancer," Kristin said with a grin.

          Rachel smiled. "Yeah he is."

          "And Kevin was really nice."

          "Yeah, I enjoyed talking to him," Rachel admitted.

          They stopped at a stop light and Rachel rested her head on the steering wheel.

          "Are you okay?" Kristin asked.

          "Yeah, I just have a headache from all the loud music."

          "Do you want me to drive?"

          "No, that's okay. I'll be fine once we get home and get to bed."

          The rest of the drive the girls remained quiet. They parked in the parking lot and walked to their apartment. When they reached their floor they could hear loud Metallica music. They could clearly tell the music was coming from the apartment next to theirs. Rachel rolled her eyes and unlocked the door. The got ready for bed and hoped the music would stop soon. Kristin stepped out of the bathroom and found Rachel lying in bed with her pillow over her head. Rachel pulled the pillow of her head and looked at her.


          "Those people better be glad that I'm too tired to get out of bed and kick the crap out of them," Rachel said as she brushed her hair out of her face.

          Kristin laughed. "Boy, do I know you can beat the crap out of anybody. Remember the time you nearly broke my hand?"

          Rachel groaned. "Oh, don't bring that up!"

          "Or when you got mad and kicked the garage door?"
   

          "Are you purposely trying to torment me?"

          Kristin laughed again and handed Rachel two cotton balls. "Here," she said.

          "What are these for?"

          "To block the music to you can sleep. Trust me, they work," Kristin said as she put the cotton balls in her ears.

          Rachel put the cotton balls in her ears and was surprised how the music was much quieter. 

          "Good night," Kristin said as she headed to her room.

          "Huh?" Rachel shouted.

          Kristin snickered. "You're such a dork."

          "Yeah, but you know you love me," Rachel said with a grin.

          "Yeah, sure, whatever," Kristin said then left Rachel's room.

          Rachel grinned and made herself comfortable. She cuddled under her covers and pulled her teddy bear close to her. Almost instantly she fell asleep. 

 

Chapter 3

      But we are two worlds apart. Can't reach to you heart. When you say I want it that way. Kristin smiled as she listened to Nick's sweet voice sing from her alarm clock. It was 4:45 AM and the first day of classes. She slowly got out of bed and got into the shower. After curling her hair and putting on her make up she made her bed. Just then, she heard Rachel's alarm clock go off. She walked over to Rachel's room and slowly opened the door.  The alarm clock was still blaring.  She laughed quietly when she saw Rachel roll over and slam her hand down on the snooze button. She snuggled under her covers and fell back asleep. Kristin walked over and pulled the blankets off her bed.


          "Rachel, you're gonna be late for class if you don't get up."
   

          Slowly Rachel got out of bed and got into the shower. A few minutes later, Rachel came out wearing her jean shorts and purple tank top. Kristin was sitting on the couch tying her shoes.


          "Are you ready to go?" Kristin asked.


          Rachel picked up her book bag. "As ready as I'll ever be."

          The girls headed out to the main campus area. They went to their first two classes of the day and met each other for lunch.

          "So, how did you like your classes?" Kristin asked as she sat down at the table.

          "Well, my English class was pretty interesting, but my college algebra class was complete hell. I really hate math. What about you? How did you like your classes?"

          "My English class wasn't too bad. I didn't really like my college algebra class to well. I have my PE class next."

          "So do I."

          "Hopefully we'll have it together," Kristin said.
   

          Rachel nodded. "That would be great." She took a bite out of her sandwich. "So, have you seen any cute guys around?"

          Kristin ginned and nodded. "There are a lot of cute guys here. Though none of them compare to Nick."

          "Nick who?" said a voice from behind. Kristin turned around and there stood Amanda. "Hey, guys! Mind if I sit here?"

          "No, not at all," Rachel said.

          Amanda sat down next to Kristin. "So, what were you guys talking about?"

          "We were talking about--"

          "Nothing! We were talking about nothing," Kristin said.

          "Uh huh," Amanda said with a smirk.

          "You don't believe me, do you?" Kristin asked.

          "Nope," Amanda said as she took a sip of her Pepsi.

          "Oh," Kristin said softly.

          "So, did you two enjoy yourselves at the club last night?"

          "Yeah," said Kristin. "A.J. and Kevin are really nice."

          Amanda rolled her eyes. "Well, Kevin's nice, but A.J.'s just one big pain in the ass."

          "We know, you made the point very clear last night," Kristin said with a grin.

          "Good," Amanda replied.

          "If A.J.'s such a pain in the ass then why are you going out with him?"

          "Well, I enjoy being with him when he isn't too busy being a smart ass. It's really weird. A.J. and I are totally alike, but then     A.J. gets an ego and it drives me bonkers, but I love him."

          "I see," Kristin commented.

          Amanda took another sip of her Pepsi then looked over at Kristin with a mischievous grin. "So, this Nick guy you was talking about wouldn't be Nick Carter would it?"

          Kristin gave Amanda an innocent look. "Who's Nick Carter?"

          Amanda laughed. "Oh, don't try to pull that innocent crap on me, girl. Admit it, you think Nick Carter is the finest guy alive."

          Kristin blushed. "Okay, so I do. Along with millions of other girls."

          Amanda snickered then turned to Rachel. "Okay, spill it." Rachel looked down at the table. "Come on, I don't have all day."

          Rachel turned red and said, "I . . .I like . . .uh . . .Brian."
 

         Amanda smiled. "Aww, how cute. So, what do you two have planned for Thursday night?"

          Kristin looked at Rachel. "Do we have something planned?"

          Rachel thought a moment. "No, we're free that night."

          "Good," Amanda said.

          "Why do you ask?" Kristin said.

          Amanda opened her purse and pulled out a white envelope. She opened it and took out two tickets and backstage passes and handed them to Rachel and Kristin. "How would you guys like to see the Backstreet Boys live that night?"

          Kristin took the tickets and squealed. "Are you serious?"

          "Do I look serious?"

          Kristin bounced up and down in her seat. "Rachel, we're gonna see BSB live!"

          Rachel bounced in her seat as well. "I can't believe the luck I'm having. First I meet Kevin, then A.J. and now I'm gonna see the whole group perform live on Thursday night! Amanda, thank you so much," Rachel said as she got up and gave her a hug.

          "Hey, it's no problem. You girls are cool. I like you guys. Take that as an honor because I don't like too many people," Amanda stated then laughed.

          Rachel looked at her watch. "Oops! It's almost time to go."

          Amanda looked at her watch as well. "Well, I'm supposed to meet A.J. in thirty minutes." She took out a pen from her purse. "Here, write your number down on this envelope." Kristin took the pen and wrote the number down. "Okay, cool. I'll call you guys sometime this week. Maybe we could go cruising or something."

          "Okay, sounds cool," Rachel said.

          "I'll see you guys later," said Amanda.

          "Bye," said Kristin and Rachel at the same time.

          "Amanda's really nice," Rachel commented.

          "Yeah, she's really cool," Kristin said while gathering her things. "Come on, let's go."

          "Okay," Rachel said as she followed Kristin.


 

Chapter 4

           Rachel groaned as she looked at her notes for her college algebra class. "I'm about to say the hell with college if I don't figure this stuff out." 


           Kristin grinned from her position on the couch. "Having problems?"

           "No, I'm faking it," Rachel said sarcastically.

           Kristin laughed. "Touchy touchy."

           "I'm sorry, I just really hate algebra."
   

           "It's okay, I understand." Just then, the phone rang. Kristin got up to answer it.   "Hello?"

           "Hey, Kristin, this is Amanda."

           "Hey, girl! What's up?"

           "Not much. A.J.'s at the studio tonight and I'm bored. I was wondering if you guys wanted to go see a movie."

           "Yeah, sure. Let me ask Rachel." Kristin looked over at Rachel. "Do you want to go to a movie with Amanda?"

           Rachel shut her book. "Hell yeah!"

           Kristin giggled. "Yeah, we'll go with you."

           "Cool, what apartment complex do you guys live in?"

           "Kelly Greens, and the apartment number is 3004."

           "Okay, cool. I'm going to finish getting ready and I'll come get you guys. Be there in fifteen minutes."

           "Okay," Kristen said then hung up the phone.

           "Woo hoo! We're getting out of this apartment!" Rachel said as she hopped off the couch.

           "Are you saying you don't like this place?" Kristin said with a fake pout.

           "No, it's awful! It's the worst place I've ever seen!" Rachel said in a sarcastic tone.

           "You want a piece of me?" Kristin said getting Rachel's face.

           Rachel stared at Kristin. "Come on, Cleetus! Come on!"

           Kristin busted up laughing. "You're so odd, I swear."

           "Yeah, but you know you love me," Rachel said with a big grin.

            "Go get ready, you dork."

           Rachel stood up tall and saluted Kristin. "Yes, ma'am!"

           Kristin and Rachel went to their rooms and got ready to go to the movies. A few minutes later, the door bell rang. Rachel answered it and there stood Amanda at the door.

           "Hey, girl! Come on in. We're not quite finished getting ready."

           "Oh, no problem! We got plenty of time."

           Kristin came in the living room with her toothbrush in her mouth. "Hoh hoy Amawnda," Kristin said with the toothbrush still in her mouth.

           Rachel laughed. "Kris, go finish brushing your teeth then say hi." Kristin smiled and gave the thumbs up sign then went back to her bathroom.

           Amanda sat down on the couch and looked around. "Wow, this is a really nice apartment you guys have."

           "Thank you. Kristin's godfather got it for us."

           "Really? That was nice of him. I wish someone could buy my apartment. The rent is hell."

           "I'm sorry," Rachel said, feeling suddenly guilty.
 

          "No, it's okay. A.J.'s been helping me. It's cool."

           Just then, Kristin came back into the living room. "Okay, I'm ready to go."

           "Great, let's go," Amanda said as she fished out her keys from her purse. 

           The girls walked out to the parking to a silver Mercedes. Rachel got in the back and Kristin got in the front.

           "Wow, this is a phat car!" Kristin exclaimed.

           "Thanks, I like it too."

           "Did A.J. buy it for you?" Rachel asked.

           "No, I don't need my man to buy a car like this for me. I got this with my hard earned money."

           "That's cool," said Kristin.

           "So, what movies are playing?" Rachel asked while fixing her hair.

           "Well, we got Dr. Doolittle at 7:00, There's Something About Mary at 7:10, or Saving Private Ryan at 7:15. Which one do you want to see?"

           "How about There's Something About Mary?" Kristin suggested.

           "Sounds good to me," said Amanda. "What about you, Rachel?"

           "There's Something About Mary sounds good to me."

           "Cool," said Amanda as she stopped at the stop light. She turned on the radio and 'I'll Never Break Your Heart' was playing. "Ooh, that's my man singing," Amanda said with a proud smile. 

            She started singing along and so did Kristin. Rachel sat in the back with her mouth closed. Amanda looked in her rearview mirror and saw that Rachel wasn't singing.

           "Come on, Rachel, sing." she said.

           "No, that's okay. You guys go ahead and sing."

           "There's a rule that I have. When in my car, you do as I say," Amanda said with a laugh.

           The song ended and the girls pulled into the parking lot of the theater. The girls bought their tickets snacks and went to theater number six.

           "Where do you guys want to sit?" Amanda asked.

           "I don't really care," said Rachel.

           "What about you, Kristin?" Amanda asked.

           "I like to sit somewhere in the middle."

           "Okay, let's sit over here then," Amanda said as she led Kristin and Rachel to a row. "Is this okay?"

           "Yeah, this is fine," said Kristin.

           The girls made themselves comfortable in their seats and watched the movie. They laughed at all the funny parts, but they kept hearin

Comments

Please Login to post comments
No comments yet, be the first to say something.