Valentina! Lets go!" I flipped off the bedroom light
while simultaneously ignoring the fact that my mom was yet
again, rushing me.
"Valentina, Lets go!" I shouted through the
bathroom door just as it opened. " We're gonna be
"Oh shut-up, I'm ready" she responded,
tossing me my new purple flip flops.
Walking out of my bathroom, Valentina looked like she
had just walked off the cover off one of the glossy
magazines that littered my queen sized bed.
In a black mini and red halter, she would draw stares
no matter where we went. Her dark hair hung in curls just
past her shoulders and her green eyes shone with
I on the other hand, looked like your typical California
girl. My pin-straight blonde hair accented my blue eyes
perfectly and everything from my denim short-shorts to my
purple rhinestone tank top complimented my tan perfectly.
Too bad I was from New York.
"Girls! LETS GO!" My mom called again, growing
"Coming" we called as we ran down the stairs and
piled into the silver convertible I had gotten for my 17th
"Bye Mom!" I called as we drove off, ready to
start the summer.