Chapter 6~ Friends of a might be Friend

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I laugh as she pushes my out of her room. I walk back into the lounge room and hear her slam the door. I start looking at the photo’s again. I look of one that’s just her, it was a school photo, but still she looked beautiful. I read the writing underneath, “My darling baby in Year 10.” I walking around, there are photos of her and her brother everywhere, from a young age to now. I wonder what happen.

“Jaz, does this look ok,” Mimi says, I turn around at the sound of her voice,

“You look wow,” was all that come out. She was wearing a short purple dress, which came to just above her knee. She giggles and blushes at the same time.

“So, should we go?” She questions and walks towards the door,

“Yes,” I say holding the door for her as she walks outs.

“So, which beach are we going to?”

“Um, St. Kilda beach, unless there is a new beach I’m pretty sure that the only beach,” I say with a cocky hint in my voice,

“Shut up,” she says with a giggle. I open the car door for her and she thanks me. I start to dive an she turns the radio on,

“OMG, I love this song,” she says and begins to sing,

“Coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine,

Gotta, gotta be down because I want it all,

I started out with a kiss how did it end up like this,

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.”

She continues to sing as I listen intently. She has the most amazing voice I have ever heard,

“Do you like The Killers?” she asks

“Like them, I love then got ever single song ever written by them in this car right now,”

“Oh my God, ok I have to find a song, and you have to sing it with me until we get to the beach ok?” she says with a smile, shit how could I say no now,

“Fine,”

I starts to rummage through the CD collect with I keep in the glove box. She must have look through the whole thing until she found it. She put the CD in and changed it to track 3.

“No way,” I say know what song it is,

“Yes,” the music starts and she starts sing,

It started with a low light,

the next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed.

And then they took my blood type,” she keeps singing and then I join in,

And you know I might,

have flown to far from the floor this time

Cause it calling be my name,”

We keep singing, every now and again bursting out laughing. I pulled into the beach car park, seeing the familiar cars that belonged to my friends.  I got out of the car rushing to get Mimi’s car door before she opened it.

“Why thank you, good sir,” she said in a surprisingly good English accent,

“That’s quite alright,” I say in mine, making her giggle,

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