Playing Pretend

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Excitement trickled through me as I parked the rental car behind the building and walked around to the front entrance.

The hot Californian night brushed my tanned skin. Excitement trickled through me. The little town buzzed with students, like me, enjoying the second to last day of spring break. A group walked past, toward the bar next door. Their voices loud and joyful, their laughter contagious.

A smile appeared on my lips. I had never experienced anything like this. I had never felt so free, so happy, so excited, and I almost hadn’t come on this trip.

My phone rang.

“Hey, girl,” I answered.

“Charlotte? Crap, I wanted to call MaryAnn,” Liana said, her words slurring.

I shook my head. For Liana to get something like calling someone wrong, she was probably pretty drunk. “I thought she was at the bonfire with you.”

“She was, but now it’s only Becca and me.”

“She’s probably out with some random guy,” I said. “Isn’t that what she does every night?”

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