Andrea’s POV
I walk back to my house. As I enter I see Joy, our housemaid, sweeping the hall.
“Hi,” I say.
“Hi Andrea, thanks for doing your dishes this morning,” she says.
“Oh, you’re welcome,” I say.
“Your dad will be home at about ten tonight,” she says.
“Whatever, I doubt it he’ll probably be hooking up with clients that are twenty-something years younger than him,” I say.
“Probably,” she says.
“Oh wait before I go to change, you can have tonight off. I’ll be at a party,” I tell her.
“Okay, thank you, and keep safe if you know what I mean,” she says.
“You’re welcome and thanks,” I state headed upstairs.
I walk down the second floor hall on the right, and enter my room. I quickly grab my orange with pink wheels board, put my pink Vans on, and run downstairs. I walk out the door, and start walking to Liam’s house. I walk for about six minutes until I reach his front lawn, and there he is waiting with his board.
“Hey,” I say poking him on the arm.
“Hey, now we just have to wait for Sadie,” he says.
“We may be here for a little,” I say.
“No, what are you talking about,” a girl’s voice says from behind me throwing her hands on my shoulders.
I let out a very loud scream as I jump away from her.
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The Left Side of the Island
Teen FictionCrazy, wild, and out of hand teenagers. That live on an island. All it seems they do is party, surf, and relax. But what are the consequences of this perfect lifestyle? You'll find out as you read The Left Side of the Island.
