"Mom, can I camp out in the treehouse with Maddie?" I asked over dinner.

"Madison Faulkner? She's sort of a whore, don't you think?" I rolled my eyes. Well yeah, but my mom was the queen of the whores.

"She's OK, Mom." My mom sighed.

"Alright. You can go. But on one condition." I groaned.

"What is it?"

"You have to take your sister with you."

"Really?" Paige (my 13-year-old sister) cried, happily and I groaned.

"Mom! Maddie and I don't want my pesky little sister hanging around all night!"

"Shut up, Willow!" Paige snapped. "I'm only 1 year younger than you, you bitch!"

"Hey, hey, cut it out, you two! My decision is final. Now go pack, both of you." I groaned and stomped upstairs, Paige skipping happily along behind me.

Paige and I headed out the back door, our bags slung over our shoulders.

"This is gonna be fun!" Paige chirped, and I rolled my eyes. "Hey, are the rest of your gang coming?"

"What are you talking about? The only other people ar Gordie, Chris, Teddy, and Vern."

"Yeah, I know. Are they gonna be there?"

"No! It's a sleepover, not a sex-over."

"WHAT?"

"Chris is Maddie's boyfriend. Didn't you know that?"

"Oh! Oh, well, yeah. But what about you?" I was getting annoyed.

"What about me?"

"It wouldn't be a sex-over for you. You don't have a boyfriend." Paige gasped. "Or do you?"

"No, I don't." Before Paige could open her mouth again, I pointed and broke into a run. "There's the treehouse!" I could hear Paige running behind me, and I quickly climbed up the ladder.

"Maddie! It's me!" I cried, and the trap door to the treehouse swung open.

"Willoooowww, hiiii! Who's that with you?"

"That's my sister, Paige. My mom's making me take her iwth. I hope that's OK," I said, climbing into the treehouse with Paige on my heels.

"Yeah, sure!" Maddie cried, clapping her hands together. "The more the merrier, right?"

"Yeah, I guess," I said, throwing my bag into a corner and digging a cigarette out of my back pocket, and lighting up. Paige stared, her eyes wide.

"Willow, you smoke?" she shrieked, and Maddie scoffed.

"I know. Gross, right? She and all the guys do it. I'm the only one that doesn't."

"Yeah. She's afraid that smoking will ruin her cheerleader reputation," I said, smirking and Maddie glared at me.

"Shut up, Willow!" My smirk grew even wider and I started in on my chant:

"I don't shut up, I grow up! And when I look at you, I throw up! BLACH!" Maddie groaned and Paige just looked confused.

She has a LOT of catching up to do.

Paige, Maddie, and I were all sitting around, playing cards and gossiping, with me smoking a cigarette and the radio blasting.

"Rockin' Robin" came on the radio and Maddie said, "Man, what a great way to end summer with a bang."

"Hey, Maddie, do you remember another way we ended summer with a bang? Like your first summer at Castle Rock (2 years ago)?" She thought for a moment, and then gasped.

"Shut up, Wil! Don't even TALK about that!"

"What? What?" Paige cried, frantically.

"Maddie, I think I have to tell the story."

"NOOO!" Maddie howled, throwing her cards on the table.

"YES!" I turned to Paige and started to talk...