Jane bit her lip to suppress her nerves as she took a white box from her backpack. She gave Daria the box and a cheesy, forced smile.
"You're my best friend, Daria. It's Friendship Day. Open it."
Daria folded back the soft white tissue.
Daria sucked in her breath as she unfolded a pair of slinky black bikini panties. She read in pretty, green letters across the seat, "Property of Jane Lane."
"Most people would settle for a friendship ring," Daria deadpanned. She met Jane's worried, hopeful blue eyes.
"Where are you going, amiga?"
"To try these on, of course."