" Only a year apart, the two sisters couldn't have been more different. Casey was a tall, strikingly beautiful red-head, and she had the firey temper ...o match. She looked like she could have easily been a supermodel if she wanted, but fate had other things in mind for her. She was tough as nails, a fighter through and through, and she had been known to be a bit reckless. She had a tendancy to act without thinking, but at times her instincts were the only thing that kept her alive. After all,. Mullen. They quickly drove and dropped Francesca andPeyton at the large shopping center, and soon Peyton found himselfshopping with Francesca as Bret and Mandy drove off.After being dragged into store after store with Francesca, who mostlytried on things for herself, finally she looked at her watch."Oh shit!" cried Francesca, panicking when she realized the time."Better get you something cute, or she'll kill me." You mean we're not out shopping for you?" said Peyton, rolling his eyesas she. So maybe she wanted to me my mistress after all...no, I must just be making stuff up. But there it was, that little twinkle. In that small detail lay my future. I blushed more and answered, "Yes Mistress Carrie." she laughed at my quick drop into submission. But she did not object. "You don't have any after school activities, do you?" "No mistress Carrie" Good. Call your parents and tell them you are meeting with me now to go over something" Yes ma'am" I got my phone and called my parents to. "So..." he said, "What are you going to do?" I sat down on the mini's wing, "I don't know." I couldn't think of a single number I knew off by heart. I was screwed. I looked at smiler with his dog. "Look," I said, "I couldn't ask you a favour, could I?" "You could ask." He replied. "Could you give me a lift into Brighton?" He laughed out loud. L.O.L. Bastard. "Please?" "You'd be very grateful?" he asked. "Very." I said. He shrugged. "OK." When it came down to it, he was OK. Just a bit of a sod..