Summertime Girls Got It Goin' On

A car horn honked in the early morning and the eighteen-year-old groaned in response. She blinked up at her bedroom ceiling and counted to ten before she even attempted to get out of bed. She heard her friends from outside, they urged her to get up and out of the house. Summer had finally come and they were going to take advantage of it before everyone began to leave for college. . . Before their group of friends disbanded.

With a sigh, she pushed herself out of bed and dragged her body over to the window. She pushed the windows open and leaned forward, her head turned at the direction of the front yard. She opened her mouth and yelled, "I'M AWAKE! JUST GIVE ME A FEW MINUTES TO GET READY!"

Her only response were groans and another honk of the car horn.

She rolled her eyes and walked to her closest. She grabbed the clothes she had picked out the night before and entered the bathroom where she quickly brushed her teeth. She was undressed and under the cold spray of the shower a minute later. . .The cold water worked to wake her up.

And she was out of the shower and wrapped in a towel soon after. She grabbed another towel and dried her hair, then wrapped it over her head. Two honks of the car horn broke through the silence. She groaned and quickly dried off her body and dressed.

"WAIT!" She yelled from the inside of her bathroom, her wet hair loose. She pulled her hair into a tight ponytail and walked out of the bathroom.

She had failed to hear the front door open as well as the sound of footsteps that came up the stairwell. . .so she was surprised to find her best friend behind the opened doorway of her bedroom.

Jeff Hardy gave her a look of amusement, "Seriously, Li. . .I can't believe that I was awake and ready before you."

And Lita Dumas just rolled her eyes at him and watched as he entered her bedroom and grabbed her bags. She slipped on a pair of flip flops and grabbed a pair of dark tinted shades. She mumbled, "It's way too early for conversation, Jeffrey."

Jeff chuckled and led her out of her bedroom. They met Ms. Dumas out in the hall and Jeff gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as a greeting and a goodbye before he set off down the stairs and out of the house.

Lita stopped and gave her mom a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek as well. . .she also reassured her that she would be OK and that she would call once they arrived in Florida, their vacation destination.

Ms. Dumas reluctantly let her daughter go and watched as she climbed down the stairs and stepped out of the house. She also thought that kids grew up too quickly, but then giggled when she heard the rather lengthy beep of the car horn and then the impatient grumbles of her daughter's friends. But then again, kids will be kids. . .

Lita had finally made it outside and jogged over to where her friends were parked. Because of the amount of people that were going and the subsequent amount of baggage. . .they had agreed to take three cars for their trip. She ignored her friends as they teased her and moved to the car in the middle. She climbed into the backseat and was relieved to find that she was only sharing it with one other person. . .

Jeff fluffed the throw pillow on his lap and motioned for her to rest her head. She did and closed her eyes. She felt the car move away from the curb and onto the street. . .Their summer vacation was finally in full swing.

She only wished that she had had the sense to try and convince her friends of leaving after lunch, or at least after breakfast.

Five o'clock in the morning was way too early for her, but then again. . .She guessed that freedom was kind of worth it.