"Rose this… Rose that…"

"God that's all he ever talks about," Trixie mumbled to herself. "I just wish things were how they used to be."

A sixteen year old Trishelle Carter was venting to a stationary object. She traced the initials JL into the foggy mist of her bedroom window. Moments earlier she had received a text message from Jake explaining a last minute date with Rose.

"Jakey you promised."

"I know Trix I'm sorry, " Jake explained. "But I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Trixie rolled her eyes, she knew those words no longer had any meaning.

Jake and Trixie had been planning for weeks to attend the Shaniqua concert. The tickets were already purchased, but Trixie had to find someone to replace Jakes spot and fast. It was too bad Spud was away visiting his family in ohio.

536-8129 Trixie dialed BURRRRRINGG BURRRRRINGG ! Rang the phone.

"Hello?" answered the voice on the other end, deep with a Spanish accent to it.

"Hey Kyle, this is Trixie."

"I was wondering if you were free later on tonight." She explained.

"Uh yeah what's up?"

"I know it's last minuet but I have two tickets to the Shaniqua concert, wanna come with? "

"Sure what time?"

"8:00"

"It's a date. "

Trixie Squealed in delight when she hung up her phone. She was finally going on a date with Kyle Wilkins. Every one knew Trixie thought him fine like lemon-lime in the summer time. Trixie wasn't much of a glamorous girl but she had to find the perfect thing to wear.