"Cat, are you sure you want to do this?" Jade said, releasing the grip on my arm. I jump up, practically jogging in place, while clapping my palms. "Yay! Road trip!" I scream, arms up in the air. My purple sweater that goes off the shoulder is suffocating my neck and bunching up on my face. Jade puts her pale, cold hand over my mouth. "There is no reason to celebrate, really." She calmly says. I am still jumping up and down. She gives me a sharp look, and I stop. "Just go pack, and we can go off." She says, taking my keys. I excitedly race up the stairs and go into the dark abyss of my room. It's 5 in the morning, and Jade was sleeping over. I already have my bags packed. I kiss my kitty Goober and race down stairs, bags clattering on the walls and race faster downstairs faster than I am. A wheel catches my shoe and trips me down. I land on my soft duffel bag, but I am crying because I was confused.
"Jade!" I sob, my hand on my elbow where my booboo is. Jade replies, "It's okay, Cat, it's just a small bruise." She kisses it like a mommy would and takes some of my bags. "Where are we going again?" Jade asks. I reply, "Bakersfield!" She growls at the thought of just stepping into Bakersfield. We walk to my pink Volkswagen Beetle and I get in the passenger's seat. Let's just say I don't exactly know how to drive the thing. Jade flops into the plushy passengers seat with a purple unicorn seat cover. Fluffy pink dice hang onto the rear view mirror, and Hello Kitty stickers cover the dashboard. Jade has always said she would be to embarrassed to drive it, but now that I've forced her enough, she has to. I tie my hair into a tight ponytail, and then count our money before Jade takes off. A few minutes later, I scream, "1,000 dollars!" Jade covers her ears until I stop screaming. She slowly turns the key, and holds the steering wheel like she is choking it. "Let's start this thing!" I laugh loud enough for the dogs down the street to start barking. Jade whispers, "I can't believe I'm doing this."