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I Got It From My Mama - Will.
Hey Mami - Fanny Pack

We all looked at each other; Nikki's jaw was dropped, and Ivy was turning a bright tomato red. I furrowed my eyebrows, but deep down inside, I wanted to run around screaming yes at the top of my lungs. I raised one eyebrow at Ivy, who shrugged, and then I looked at Nikki, who's jaw snapped back up so she could grin.

"Of course I'll come," Nikki said.

"Sweet," Paul agreed. "Thanks."

I sighed, and smiled too. Well, here goes nothing. . . . . "I'm coming too. Someone's gotta keep Nikki contained so that the men in white don't find her and take her away in the white van with the foam inside of it."

I could almost see Seth grinning in happiness. Nikki gave me a I hate you, you stupid person look.

Ivy grinned, her face returning to it's normal coloring. "And I'm coming too. Count us all in."

"We'll pick you up around . . . seven?" Embry asked, his soft voice quivering.

"Sure," Ivy replied kindly.

"Okay . . . well, we'd better go." The conversation was starting to get really awkward now that the guys had asked what they needed too.

"'Kay," Nikki answered. "Talk to you tonight!"

The boys all cried in unison their goodbyes.

And with that, Ivy reached over and slapped the phone shut, making it hang up on the boys.

We all looked at each other, and after a moment of reflection, we starting happy-girly-screaming.

Explaining to Grandma Rosie wasn't hard at all; actually, if anything, she told us to go have fun. As far as she know's, we were invited by a girl to the bonfire, and some guys are going to be there. She told us to be armed with a frying pan and tampons. What a strange lady.

From what Ivy had gathered–supposedly she used to have friends that would go to these bonfires that were crazy and there was music and everything–that we should dress casual, but Nikki and I had just grabbed whatever we wanted and had put in on. Nikki had ended up with a dress-like tank top and some jeans, Ivy had ended up in jean shorts and a v-cut shirt, well I had ended up with lighter jeans and a v-cut sweater with a white tank top under it. Nikki had put her hair in French braids, Ivy had left her hair long, and some how I had been talked into straightening my hair. How I ever got talked into it I'll never remember.

Now we were sitting on the front steps of Grandma Rosie's house, Nikki trying to stab an ant with a stick, and she wasn't having very much success with that. Ivy was twisting her hair into mini braids, and I was watching the sun as it was still high in the sky, making the world bright for everyone to see.

"Renny, do you think that this is a good idea?" Ivy asked me, her blue eyes locking with mine.

I blinked a few times and shrugged. "Sure."

Ivy sighed, nodding. "Right."

Nikki laughed, "You're nervous, aren't you?"

"Oh ha ha," Ivy said sarcastically, turning her nose up in the air.

We all then burst into friendly guffaws.

To be honest, I wasn't nervous at all; I mean, we had, had lots of fun in the car with the guys, so maybe we would be able to have lots of fun there too. It's not like they were going to tell us something that would scar us for life or something.

"Well, if they're going to be late, we are going to have some fun waiting for them," Nikki said, throwing the stick half way across the front yard before she jumped up and skipped inside.

Both Ivy and I looked at each other in alarm. Only the heavens knew what Nikk was going to go get. I kept my confused emotions in check though, not letting them get the better of me. If they did get the better, I would probably end up going inside to see what she was getting, which would end in hell.

We kept staring at each other in alarm until Nikki came out with her mini stereo thing. She placed it difiantely on the stairs, and turned it on. Then, she jumped down on to the concrete pathway that lead to the stairs, and she began to dance. She looked like a mentally unstable person, so Ivy rolled her eyes, and I threw my head back and laughed.

Nikki kept dancing like a stupid person, doing things such as shaking her ass, and trying to krump, which was probably the best part of the dancing; she looked like such an idiot.

I was laughing so hard tears came to my eyes, and the happiness was almost overwhelming. Ivy was laughing too.

As Nikki was attempting to krump, a car pulled up, and through my laughing-tears, I could see it was a blue, blurry Mustang. Ivy snorted, and starting laughing even harder as I stopped so I could see what was happening. The doors to the Mustang opened, and out came Embry, Paul and Seth, all wearing no shirts.

I couldn't help but stare at there muscles until Ivy elbowed me in the ribs and whispered, "Nikki's making a fool of herself. Should we stop it?"

The boys were staring at Nikki, and I had to bite down on my lip to keep myself from busting out. But even then, I couldn't. I laughed and gave it away, making Nikki stop dancing and turn around. She choked on her spit as she saw the males, and then she made a show by falling over in the grass, covering her face.

At that point, Ivy and I were laughing so hard we were swaying, and we swayed into each other, bumping into each other. We guffawed some more, but I could feel Ivy's weight on my side, and it didn't stop coming.

Suddenly, in a flurry of blond and black hair, we were both tipping over and falling into the bushes that lined Grandma Rosie's house.

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