April seems cool, so Erin agrees to chill with her. They trade phone numbers, and Erin sees she has 4 texts and a missed call from Travis, and one text from Kayla that just said 'k'.
Erin steps into her Mercedes E class sedan with April, "so how old are you, April?" Erin asks the other girl.
"Haha, thirty," April says with a smile on her face, "no one ever believes me, though," Erin nodded, knowing the feeling.
"So we're going to head to my friend Travis's and pick up some bud, then we'll meet up with my friend Kayla and go for a ladies night out," Erin giggled as she let April in on the plan.
April pulled a pair of big plastic pink sunglasses out of her bag and put them on, "cool," April turned the pop radio up on the car stereo, "very cool,"
Erin had an itch on her cheek, she went to scratch it and found her skin to be a bit bumpy, there was no way she was breaking out in pimples! She hasn't had pimples in 10 years!
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