ONE WEEK
Chapter One: The Crash
It was yet another seemingly perfect day in the all too perfect world of Cora Elizabeth Cunningham. Of course, it's not hard to have perfect days when you're the daughter of a millionaire. Cora had been having perfect days ever since she was born. Her father James is the owner of an oil company in Texas, and her mother Pamela is famous for her amazing Butt- buster work out. Now, as it's probably not too hard to imagine, all of this money and power has started to get to Cora's expensive little head. In fact, it's been getting to her for the past 15 and ½ years of her life, and I'm sorry to say it hasn't been making her a good person.
Not to say that Cora Elizabeth Cunningham is a bad person.she just happens to be a spoiled little brat. Scratch that, she's a spoiled BIG brat, and it seems like that would never change. All her life it's been "More for me!" and "Less for them!", and it doesn't help that her parents have been encouraging it all the way. So as you can see, Cora is your all-American, filthy rich, pain in the neck, teenage girl.
Surprisingly, Cora does have her friends. Not surprisingly, these friends are just like her, possibly worse. One night.let's call it a Friday.little miss perfect and her 'friends' were out of a drive.
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"Alright ladies, tonight Randy and I are gonna show you the town!" Kyle said, tapping his hand on the steering wheel and pressing his foot down hard on the gas pedal.
"Hey Kyle, would you mind turning up the music a bit? I can't hear it," shouted Leslie, over the droning heavy metal.
"Cora, we got anymore beer back there?" said Randy, looking back to the girls. Cora laughed, reaching into the cooler and handing Randy his third beer bottle, then getting one out for herself.
"Any other takers?" Cora said, hiccupping slightly. Kyle reached back and grabbed a beer out of Cora's hand. Cora grinned and grabbed his hand.
"Kyle baby, don't I get a kiss?"
He smiled and turned away from the wheel to give Cora a very disoriented kiss on the lips.
"Hey man, watch the road." Randy said in the middle of sipping his beer. Suddenly, a bright light shone through the window shield and there was the sound of a loud horn. Cora broke away from the kiss, just in time to see the front of a huge truck come crashing into them.
Chapter One: The Crash
It was yet another seemingly perfect day in the all too perfect world of Cora Elizabeth Cunningham. Of course, it's not hard to have perfect days when you're the daughter of a millionaire. Cora had been having perfect days ever since she was born. Her father James is the owner of an oil company in Texas, and her mother Pamela is famous for her amazing Butt- buster work out. Now, as it's probably not too hard to imagine, all of this money and power has started to get to Cora's expensive little head. In fact, it's been getting to her for the past 15 and ½ years of her life, and I'm sorry to say it hasn't been making her a good person.
Not to say that Cora Elizabeth Cunningham is a bad person.she just happens to be a spoiled little brat. Scratch that, she's a spoiled BIG brat, and it seems like that would never change. All her life it's been "More for me!" and "Less for them!", and it doesn't help that her parents have been encouraging it all the way. So as you can see, Cora is your all-American, filthy rich, pain in the neck, teenage girl.
Surprisingly, Cora does have her friends. Not surprisingly, these friends are just like her, possibly worse. One night.let's call it a Friday.little miss perfect and her 'friends' were out of a drive.
----------------------------------------------------
"Alright ladies, tonight Randy and I are gonna show you the town!" Kyle said, tapping his hand on the steering wheel and pressing his foot down hard on the gas pedal.
"Hey Kyle, would you mind turning up the music a bit? I can't hear it," shouted Leslie, over the droning heavy metal.
"Cora, we got anymore beer back there?" said Randy, looking back to the girls. Cora laughed, reaching into the cooler and handing Randy his third beer bottle, then getting one out for herself.
"Any other takers?" Cora said, hiccupping slightly. Kyle reached back and grabbed a beer out of Cora's hand. Cora grinned and grabbed his hand.
"Kyle baby, don't I get a kiss?"
He smiled and turned away from the wheel to give Cora a very disoriented kiss on the lips.
"Hey man, watch the road." Randy said in the middle of sipping his beer. Suddenly, a bright light shone through the window shield and there was the sound of a loud horn. Cora broke away from the kiss, just in time to see the front of a huge truck come crashing into them.