I see my suitcase packed and by the door. I can’t believe this is happening. I can hear my mum crying down in her bedroom, and I know I messed up. I...slide into bed and fall easily to sleep, not realising how tired I truly am. I wake up to the sound of my dad pounding on the door. Its 9:30 and he’s demanding I get up, shower, dress and get a move on. I crawl out of bed in a half asleep daze and do as he demands. My mum is downstairs, still in her robe and I know she isn't going to come with us.. Her blue eyes were filled with pain "I know" She said softly. I studied her face for a moment, She stared at me with those eyes, the deep blue color swallowing me whole like drowning in an ocean."you came here to tell me not to see Amber?" I askedShe barely nodded and looked back towards her knees "I just-" She paused saying the next words carefully "dont want you to fuck her" She said hitting the last two words like Ice. I laughed lightly "I wasn't planning on it.-at least not yet-Im going. "But Cat's supposed to be leaving town next week for vacation and won't be back for a few weeks." She says, ejecting the movie when she notices the end credits rolling.“Okay. But Tori is staying in town, so why not her at least? You know she's a good worker and she'd fit the job of a waitress well." Tara says, placing her hand back on Hayley's thigh, not giving up easily."I know. I posted on Karaoke Dokie's website about the interviews, and she was one of the first to reply, saying she'll be. The more intriguing alternate was a paper straw-wrapper; a number of potheads swore by those. Problem was, he was no less challenged on McDonald's straws than he was Zigzag papers. Bible paper it was, then.It took him ten frustrating minutes to locate the one he owned. It turned up on the shelf next to the box where he'd secreted the dildos and weed, so how stupid was that? The paper was super thin; a perfect match for the job. He was wary of using paper with print on it though--who knew what.