My name is Lynne Ewing, so there-fore I do not own DOTM. Please Review. Thanks.
Chapter four
X terra
Casye unlocked their door and went in. The other daughters followed her. Christina and Kelly went straight to their shared room to do what homework they had put off until that night. Casye, Krista and Kelley sat around in the living room putting off their homework another hour longer.
"Well, she seemed nice." Casye said sarcastically, slouching in her chair.
"The blond girl--Vanessa--she seemed a little down though." Krista put in.
"Well she is choosing soon." Kelley reminded her friends.
"We should go to that club tomorrow. We never go out; we're always so busy stalking them." Casye suggested.
"That sounds cool. Let's go." Kelly smiled walking in.
"That sounds good. I've never been to a club before." Christina said, following her.
"Cool. I better go study. I have a chem. test first block." Casye said standing up. She headed for her room slowly.
"Case? Want to help me study? I totally forgot all about it." Krista asked.
"Come on." Casye smiled.
The morning came quickly and, uneasily calm. The nights were usually filled with Casye's screams of followers attacking them, their families, or even their other friends. But not the night before, which unnerved them.
"Did you dream at all?" Kelley asked putting butter on her bread.
"No, that isn't very weird. Maybe it's a good sign that I don't remember--slash didn't have any dreams last night." Casye said, grabbing her keys.
"You driving today?" Christina asked.
"You know I can't drive any better than Kelley." Casye smiled.
"What are we going to wear tonight?" Kelly realized.
"We could go 'clothes borrowing'. You know where you wear something one night and then return it the next day." Krista suggested.
"You guys can we were planning on mixing our closets together. We'd gladly let you guys through yours in too." Casye said as they headed out the door. Krista locked the door behind her. They reached their old Magna Mater's old car, a yellow X terra. She'd given it to the Daughters in her will.
Kelley jumped in the driver's seat as Casye tossed her 'her' keys. Kelley was the unofficial driver because she was the one to have her permit first.
The other four took their seats in the car and they took off for La Brea High school.
The reached it with only ten minutes to spare. The five of them walked down the halls of their new school.
A/N: Here in Mo (Missouri) you can get a permit at 15, restricted license at 16, graduated license at 18. Just to clear that up. I don't know if that's how it is everywhere.