Chapter two: Evil pollution spewing cars and the Kittycat club.
A/N I decided to split this story into several chapters because it's way to long other wise.
I don't own the BSC bitches.
It sounded innocent enough when Ducky our cool now in college friend decided to teach us how to drive. Of course I knew it was a bad idea, Sunny may have passed her crawling into random guys cars while still wearing her roller blades phase but no sensible person would trust her behind a steering wheel.
The girl couldn't even drive bumper cars without smashing them into walls.
But then again Ducky was so trusting and he'd always had a blind spot for Sunny, even when he started dating other girls (and I think guys) during his freshmen year at UCLA.
"Right now if you want to make a right turn" he began instructing Sunny in a painfully patient tone of voice and I sighed turning my attention to the window. Ducky was now driving around in a convertible his parents had bought him when he graduated; I think it was a "sorry we were in a third world country during your entire high school experience gift".
It was so weird actually meeting Ducky's parents at the time considering I'd always wondered what kind of parents would really think it was a good idea to leave their son in the care of a twenty-year-old college student.
I was kind of putting off the learning how to drive thing, learning how to drive would mean getting a car and getting a car would mean going against my principals as an environmentalist.
I hated being hypocritical.
Still Dad said it was a good idea to get my license in case of an emergency and I guess I agreed with him, getting a license would be ok as long as it was strictly only ever used for emergencies.
Emergencies which didn't include driving Sunny home from a party when she was so wasted she thought her seat belt was a piece of licorice.
"Hmm Sunny is that the guy you made out with at Eloise's sweet sixteenth?" I mused spotting some random kinda emo looking guy out the window.
"You mean Charlie? Where?" Sunny cried.
I had forgotten the principal rule of driving lessons with Sunny; never distract Sunny because when she turned to look out the mirror she turned everything.
Including the steering wheel.
"Stop Sunny! I'm too young to die and I haven't seen the new episodes of doctor who yet!" Ducky shrieked hysterically.
"Stop?" Sunny asked confused completely unconcerned by the fact she was now driving on the sidewalk.
"For the love of god stop!" I screeched suddenly seeing the palm tree looming ahead of us.
There was a squeal as she pressed down on the breaks, the smell of burning tires and a thudding sound.
Unfortunately it's impossible to avoid crashing into a palm tree when you're trying to break after driving ninety miles an hour.
I slowly began to breath and I think Ducky was crying.
"You HURT THE TREE!" I cried.
"I didn't mean too!" Sunny said sheepishly.
"My car, my beautiful non garbage filled car" Ducky cried his head in his hands.
And then there was the creaking sound.
"Every one gets out!" I cried.
"Huh?" Sunny blinked, Ducky just sobbed.
"The tree is going to come crashing down any minute!" I pointed out and that got every ones attention.
We scrambled out of the car Sunny crawling over Ducky's lap despite the fact she was sitting next to the door.
We all watched in horror as the front of Ducky's convertible met its destiny, which was in the form of a palm tree.
"He didn't take it that badly," Sunny said some time later.
"He was so hysterical the emergency crew thought he had a concussion," I pointed out.
"Yeah but he didn't kill us, I mean I remember Lorne nearly killed me when I knocked over the parking break while I was going down on him" Sunny said sounding strangely optimistic.
"Ew Sunny I really didn't need to know that" I pointed out.
"We nearly rolled off a cliff you know, it was kinda exciting until the car crashed into the fence" Sunny added thoughtfully.
I groaned, there was no use in trying to reason with Sunny when she was busy getting nostalgic over something in her smutty past.
"Sunny what are we going to do? I mean we're both responsible for trashing his car" I sighed miserably.
We'd been sitting outside the malls main exist for over an hour ever since Ducky had just pointed at us his mouth open and then he'd wondered off.
I think he was having a psychotic break down.
"We'll say we're sorry and he'll forgive us, Ducky always forgives us" Sunny smiled easily and I glared at her.
"This is without a doubt the worst thing you've ever done and Ducky has put up with some pretty crazy shit from you, I think you broke him" I pointed out.
"Ducky has not put up with any kind of shit from me let alone crazy shit" Sunny huffed.
"Oh yeah what about the time he picked you up when you tried to run away from home?" I asked.
"I was depressed, my mother was dying" Sunny glared at me and I felt flustered for a second.
"Ok what about the time you just like kissed him for fun, or the time you dragged him to that gay club and he didn't know what it was and he hooked up with that girl who was really a guy" I continued.
"Hmm ok.." Sunny began.
"Or what about the time you convinced him to go joy riding to Canada?" I continued.
"We got arrested by real Mounties! It was cool!" Sunny grinned.
I just stared at her, it was a stare I'd been perfecting for nearly 13 years and it nearly always worked.
"Well what am I supposed to do about it? Buy Ducky a new car? Get real" Sunny snorted and I rolled my eyes.
"When are you going to grow up Sunny?" I snapped and I stood up, suddenly I was in the food for fat free naturally flavored berry frozen yogurt.
The next day Sunny found me outside Indian Fox, it was a formal wear shop designed for us girls who have social consciences and a need to respect and immolate other cultures. I was determined to go to my junior prom in a dress made out of sari fabric in order to promote the injustices towards third world workers in Bombay. I think Sunny mentioned something about going to the Junior Prom in hot pants and a tiara.
"Dawn" she began warily and I eyed her up.
"You look tired and kinda sweaty" I said and she frowned.
"I had to run for the bus"
"Ah, no more caging free rides off Ducky" I mused and she sighed.
"I think I actually do feel really really bad about this" Sunny admitted.
"Wow there's a shocker"
"I mean he kept insisting it was his fault on the phone last night, that he should have known I wasn't ready to start driving and it just made me feel really.." she began trailing off.
"Irresponsible?"
"Yeah" she sighed.
"So what are we going
to do about it?"
"Well we could pay for the damages, I mean
when you were in the babysitters club you guys used to raise money
all the time by doing weird stuff like dog parades"
Sunny pointed out and I had to agree, some of Kristy Thomas's money making ideas were a little on the surreal side.
"Some how I don't think a dog parade will raise enough cash, we broke the front windows and the hood," I pointed out and Sunny bit her lip.
"Leave it to me, I'll think of something" she said.
"Sunny what ever your plan is it better not involve drugs, strip clubs or prostitution," I said grimly.
Unfortunately it turned out to be much worse then that.
"Sunny why are we outside McDonalds, I thought you knew perfectly well how I feel about this evil symbol of westernization" I said grimly.
"Don't you mean globalization? It's more global then like western" Sunny trailed off.
"Whatever" I sighed.
I'd ridden my bike past the restaurant several times and I'd even been inside during my no meat for teens tofu burger sit in the year before.
The sit in had lasted for six hours until Marcie Brown drank one of their milkshakes and ended up being driven to the hospital for food poisoning.
"We're here because I've figured out how we'll pay for Ducky's car, we'll just work here after school" Sunny smiled.
"Oh Sunny" I began shaking my head.
"What? No ones going to make us eat the food" she pointed out.
"But we'll be selling it to the public!"
"They have a health food bar now! Besides it's not like we'll be forcing them to cram it down their throats and where else can two sixteen year olds with next to no experience get jobs that actually give us shifts?" Sunny pointed out.
"You know I almost wish we were prostitutes" I sniffed with disgust and Sunny sighed.
"Dawn you're still two eighths a virgin you would never survive, besides I have connections and they've promised they'll hire us" she smirked.
I was expecting Sunny's connection to be one of the creepy guys she met at club Blink. They were really good at getting DVD players dirt-cheap however Sunny tended to unscrew the doorknobs on her bedroom whenever she heard police sirens.
Instead the connection turned out to be Jill.
Jill was our friend back when we were little kids and we were still into babysitting and Penny Loafers. Then Sunny got a navel ring and they stopped speaking, I on the other hand still spoke to Jill when she came over to my house to see my sister Gracie and she wasn't wearing her stupid pony shirt.
But no one can stay a kid forever and eventually Jill outgrew the junior Miss section at the Gap.
She was still frighteningly perky and cute though and she tended to wear matching pastel twin sets with flower shaped barrettes.
"Guys!" she squealed from her position at the cash register and I stared at her.
She was wearing an assistant manager uniform.
"Jill, hi" I began and as I watched vaguely horrified Sunny actually hugged her.
"So I see that you two made up" I smiled tightly.
Jill beamed at me, she'd done her hair in pigtails one either side of her head and she had on bright pink glittery eye shadow with matching nails.
"Oh don't be silly Dawn I've been tutoring Sunny in history, we've been friends for ages" Jill beamed.
"Yeah you heard her," Sunny said giving me a forced look.
"Ok so I'm guessing that Jill is going to help us get a job" I began and Jill beamed.
"Sunny was in here the other night with Mitch I think" Jill began in breathless gossiping whisper.
"No it was John" Sunny interjected.
"Oh right John, anyway she like told me about the accident and I felt so bad! I remember during my first driving lesson I ran over a mailbox but the car was ok so it wasn't a huge big deal! Anyway she was talking to me about how she was going to get a job at this place called the Kittycat lounge but then I remember that we needed two new cashiers right here! So I talked to the manager Kim and she like totally agreed to it" Jill babbled.
"Wait a second don't we have to be interviewed first?" I began and Jill waved her hand.
"Oh yeah normally you would but a bunch of our staff walked out last week after we were robbed for the sixth time in a row" she sighed.
"Robbed?" I choked.
"Oh they never rob us before midnight and Kim lets us high schoolers finish our shifts long before then" Jill said reassuringly.
"Listen Jill it was really sweet of you to offer this job but I'm not sure if I feel comfortable working for a company that allows children to grow obese" I began and Sunny glared at me.
"Kittycat club" she said meaningfully and I sighed.
"But I'm sure I'll get used to it" I admitted.