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Post by Danika Colt on Dec 6, 2009 16:07:25 GMT -5
The clicking of the cds echoed in the small store. Danika was in no mood today to associate with people. Her father had left a message on her voicemail that he wouldn't be here for the start of her senior year. In fact, he wouldn't be home for the rest of the summer. Though she hated her dad, it made her feel like he was avoiding her. Well, she was going to show him that he couldn't ignore her presence even with half the world in the way. This revenge would come in the form of the biggest party the summer had seen. Even the back-to-school thing her neighbors threw would pale in comparison to what she had planned.
What any party needs is good music. Granted, Danika had a closet full of cds and albums. Objects that were supposed to buy her love from dear old daddy. But she needed some new stuff for whatever audio/visual nerd she could bribe into djing to play.
Pulling out a pick, she looked at the track list on the back. Well she was looking at it until someone bumped into her arm causing her to drop the album onto the floor.
“Are you blind or something?” she asked the person who had run into her expecting them to pick up the object that was once in her hand.
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