It was Monday morning and Emily was trying her best to stay awake in third period. First and second period hadn't been so bad, but now that her breakfast was wearing off she was starting to feel the effects of the previous nights all hour reading session. She yawned and sat up straighter to try and maximize the amount of space between her head and the desk. It helped ease the temptation of taking a nap.

"I would like to introduce a new student class."

Emily blinked a couple of times to clear her vision. Her head was spinning from lack of sleep and she felt like she was in a fog. When she could see clearly her teacher was motioning towards the door. A girl about her age slowly made her way into the class and up the isle to stand beside the teacher.

"This is Mandella Stihl." The teacher bellowed. Or maybe it just sounded loud, because Emily was so tired. "She is from Australia and I would like you all to treat her kindly. I think I can speak for everyone about knowing how it feels to be the new student in school. No friends, feeling all alone and wishing that someone would speak to you, but that never happens."

Her eyes were staring into space as if she were having a flash back. Snapping back to reality she smiled. "I would like you all to make friends with her and the bell is about to ring so finish your chapter for homework and turn it into me tomorrow. Mandella, you can take the seat on the third row behind Emily. Emily, will you please raise your hand."

Emily did as she was told. She managed to give Mandella a weak smile as she passed by. She smiled back and took her seat. When the bell rang to change classes Emily grabbed her books and rushed through the crowd of people to get to her locker. She opened her lunch box and grabbed the turkey breast sandwich she had packed earlier that morning.

It tasted so good that her mouth actually watered while she chewed. After she had consumed the entire sandwich she waited a few minutes and felt her strength begin to return. She moved her limbs around and was satisfied with the lack of grogginess there. She felt better than new.

"Hey Em." Casey had a book hugged to her chest and was leaning against her locker. "I was thinking. When was the last time that we had a girls' night? You know, just the two of us and our assortment of girly products and movies to keep us occupied for the entire night."

Emily scratched her head. "I don't remember. What I do remember is that you forgot to pick up the popcorn and we had to eat cheese nips all night."

"They're not so bad." She joked.

Her eyebrows narrowed as she said, "Sure...if your sitting around bored or if your a ten year old kid with his nose burried in his speed racer game."

Casey smiled. "So, Saturday?"

It took Emily a few minutes to decide. She checked her mental scedule and was happy that she didn't have any other plans. She could finally ask Derek to go with her to Rhianna's. "Sure. I can't wait."

The rest of the week went by slow. By the time Saturday rolled around Emily had bagged up a weekends worth of clothes and the usual femine essentials. She was ready to go. She checked her bag one more time to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything. Satisfied, she shouldered her bag and padded down the stairs two at a time.

Casey was waiting at the bottom for her. "Need help carrying anything?" she offered.

She shook her head. "Just the one bag and I got it covered."

"Ok." Casey locked her arms through Emily's and headed towards her house. "We're going to have so much fun tonight. I can't wait to get started. For the movies I chose Sex and the City the movie, The Lost Boys 2, umm...what was the other one?" She stopped walking and racked her brain for the last movie.

"What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas," she finally said, "That's it." She started walking again. When they were inside she grabbed the white, plastic bag carrying the movies from the couch and handed it to Emily.

After reading the back of every movie she put them back into the bag and asked Casey what they were having for dinner.

She answered quickly. "Pizza. Meat Lover's and Pepperoni our favorites."

Emily peeked into the kitchen while Casey ran upstairs to get the 'Girly Kit'. Derek was sitting at the table eating a huge bowl of cereal. He didn't look up when she opened the refrigerator. How was she going to ask him? He was so cute that she felt butterflies form in her stomache.

She concentrated on the refrigerator, so the he wouldn't get suspicious. One of the worst things that could happen was for a guy to find out that you were absolutely gaga for them. She only had that happen once and he had held it over her head for two years. Thank the Heavens that he had moved and she didn't have to see that stupid smirking face ever again.

The refrigerators contents were impressive. There was real food and real drinks. At home her mother stocked up on fat free and dietary foods. She was always starving. She grabbed a carton of chocolate milk and left the kitchen.

"So, what do you wanna do first?" Casey held up the 'Girly Kit' in one hand and the bag of movies in the other. "Or we could just hang out in my room 'till night and then start all of this stuff."

Knowing just what to do, Emily took the 'Girly Kit' and headed towards the stairs. "We can hang out in your room and do the Girly thing and when night comes, then we'll do the movies. That way we'll have more of an atmospere."

"Good idea, Em." Casey followed her up the stairs.

By night fall that had made each other over in every way possible. Casey was in her computer chair laughing at her clown face that Em had painted and Emily was hanging half way off the bed lauging at her cat face that Casey had painted. Both girls' hair was a nest of messy curls.

"I can't ...believe... " Emily couldn't finish her sentence for the bubble of laughter that racked through her. When she quit laughing she took a few long, deep breaths before speaking. Casey still laughing didn't help the situation. "I can't believe I let you talk me into do this. I look like a clown."

"A clown slash cat that has a fro...." Casey rolled out of her chair and laughed until her sides hurt. When the laughs subsided, Casey stood up and looked at the time on her computer. "Wow. If we're going to enjoy those movies we had better get the popcorn and pizza started now and pop those suckers in."

They raced down the stairs and divided. Casey ran to the kitchen to start the popcorn and pizza and Emily chose the movie. "Is The Lost Boys 2 ok for the first one?" she asked loud enough for Casey to hear.

"Yeah." She answered back.

Thirty minutes later they were munching on popcorn, pizza, and watching some Rambo want to be kill vampires. "Man this pizza is so good." Casey took a huge bite out of her pepperoni pizza. She had even bought extra pepperoni's to make this night perfect. "I know." Emily added, finishing off her piece and starting on another.

The last movie that they watched was Sex and the City. They were both shocked when it actually showed Steve and Miranda's body parts as they were having sex. When it was over they went into discussion frenzy.

"Oh my God." said Casey. "I can't believe they showed the parts. "They have never done that before.

Emily knodded in agreement. "You know how HollyWood is these days. If it's on T.V. it's edited, but when it hits the big screen then they have to add in the nudity and everything else to make more money."

"It was a good movie, though."

"Yeah." Emily smiled to herself. She had enjoyed the entire movie and the added parts. She wasn't about to tell Casey that, though.

Casey yawned. "Man, what time is it?"

"Not sure." Emily squinted at her watch. It was too dark to read it. "Can't read my watch either."

"Oh well. Nothing else to do." Casey stood up. "May as well go to sleep."

"I agree." Emily stood up and stretched.

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The next morning Emily came downstairs for breakfast. Casey's bed was always comfortable and she felt great. Smiling, she pored herself a bowl of cereal. Captain Crunch with the round berries. Her favorite.

Derek appeared a few minutes later and leaned inside the refrigerator. He grabbed the milk carton and took a few gulps from it. Emily sneered in disgust. She hoped he didn't do that every morning. If so, then she was drinking his back wash.

Suddenly, she remembered her main reason for being here, besides hanging out with her best friend. "Hey Derek." She made a face when he let out a huge burp.

"Yeah?" He put the carton back and started checking the cabinets for something.

This is where she had to get her story straight. If she stuttered or messed up he would know that she was lieing and then he would get curious. "I have this project that I'm doing, well actually it's an essay for history class and I was wondering rather you would go with me to this occult shop down town."

He shrugged. "Sure."

She blinked a few times. "Really?" That had been too easy and all that worrying for nothing.

"Yeah. I really need to get out." He grabbed a can of spaghetti with meatballs and a small pan.

She watched him turn on the stove and stir his food around until it was warm enough for his liking. When he sat down to eat she smiled.

He gave her a funny look and said, "What?"

"Oh, nothing." She smiled bigger. "I've just never seen you cook before. That's all."

He smirked. "That was not cooking. It was putting some noodles in a pan and letting it heat up. I do not cook."

She shook her head. "What ever you say." Her watched beeped for 10:00 am. She headed to Casey's room to wake her up. They had some more shopping to do and she couldn't wait. Man, she felt so good today.