I laugh lightly as I flip to Mara’s favorite station. I rolled my eyes when the first song came on. It deffinately didn’t make my top ten, but having been best frends with Mara for the past 10 years I could deal with it.

The next song that came on, I remembered from last time we were together. Both of us started singing like idiots at the chorus. After the song ended, we cracked up together.

“Why are we here?” Mara asked, recgonizing my street.

“You can’t go to a party dressed, or smelling, like that now can you?” I teased her. She scoffed, but I knew she secretly loved being aloud in my closet.

We entered and I pointed to my shower first. She wasn’t touching my nice clothes with her grimy hands. She laughed at me and walked off shaking her head.

I went to my room and got myself ready. I had figured she wouldn’t be prepaired and I hadn’t wanted to give anything away until she was safely in the car with me. Soon I was ready and she was walking into my room in a towel, waiting to be dressed.