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Anjuli woke up with a start. Something wasn't right; she could sense it. Just where the hell was she? A quick observation of the surroundings showed she was in her own room. The shades were drawn, and she was laying in her warm waterbed...but not alone. In fact, the mystery occupant had an arm wrapped around her hips. She wriggled out of the sleeper's grasp, and climbed out of the bed. The man rolled over and sat up groggily. It was JT, her boyfriend. "Hey baby," he said, yawning. "How'd you sleep?"
"Fine," she replied icily. "What the hell do you think you're doing? You know you aren't allowed to stay here! Do you realize what will happen when my parents find out? Damn, they've probably seen your car already. I'm dead, that's all there is to it."
He rolled his eyes and started to climb out of the bed. "You know, I think you put too much thought into these things. It's Saturday morning, they shouldn't be up for a while yet. In fact, I think we have just enough time to start something..." he told her in a sneaky sort of way.
She grinned, she couldn't be mad at him; he was just so damn irresistable. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close for a kiss. She pulled away and grabbed her cell off the desk. "I have to make some calls so we can party at the Arrow tonight," she explained.
She called over to Ginger's and Gary's, but no one answered. "Damn," she said, tossing the phone down. "I wonder where they are?"
"Who knows?" JT replied quickly. "But I'm kinda hungry...what say we go out for some grub, huh?"
Anjuli grabbed some clean-looking clothes off of a chair and changed quickly while he put on his clothes from last night. 'And off we go,' she thought. She checked to make sure her parents were still sleeping. The twin sets of snores told her JT had been right. They snuck out the front door and ran out to the Escort sitting on the curb.
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