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CHAPTER TWO Even though it was 11:56 it still felt like early morning to me. I slipped off my fuzzy polka-dotted pjs and into dark skinny jeans, wiggling into a "I Heart Boobies" support for cancer t-shirt. I yanked the top dresser drawer open and pulled out a green sock. With my eyes closed I rummaged around to find the other, but instead a light purple one landed on the ground. "Whatever." I sighed. Jumping up and down to get my sneakers on, I fell to the ground, tied the laces, and begin my 100 daily push-ups. Hahaha! Push-ups + Me = A disaster waiting to happen. No, instead I ran down the miniature hallway between my room, the master bedroom, and the study. Still running, I jumped into the pantry and totally disregarded the Health Food magazines, cookbooks, and tips around the house, I snagged a chocolate bar. "Bye guys, be back soon!" I yelled, the front door already closed behind me and chocolate in my mouth. I hopped on my bike and rode as fast as I could down the drive way. Making a sharp turn at the corner, I glided swiftly on the sidewalk. If you are a logical person who is currently asking the question, "How is she doing this with out crashing?! She's almost blind!" Well good question, Einstein. I've been doing this same routine almost everyday ever since I could ride a bike. Yes, I've lived in the same house for my whole life. I live on 3256 Pine Rode, in Oregon near Willow Lake. As you can suspect I live in a gated community, else-wise my parents would never let me leave the house alone. Turning my bike to the side I fell flat on the grass. I rolled on my back and wiggled into a patch of sunshine. I felt it on my face. I glanced up to the sky, to the trees, and I felt the wind. I breathed in the ... ... middle of paper ... ... mirror-cracking hideous or anything. I just stay out of dating as much as possible. I don't know if that is the best thing to do, but yes, I'm weird. I hope that if I wish hard enough, that maybe my favorite fictional characters from my books will come to life. Wow, that sounds really ridiculous. I obviously don't believe that but...it would be nice. Don't you think? I stood up, slowly walking towards her and laughed. I guess I was kind of happy, but I'm a self-conserved person. I'm fine just watching old TV shows and movies. You're just doing this for Judi, I tell myself. "When's my date, Miss. Matchmaker?" "Friday!" God. How can she get so excited? No, self, come on. Teenagers are into this stuff. Have a life, come on. "See you then, sweetie!" Judi laughed as her parents car (ah, limo) pulled up and she hopped in, already giving the driver directions.