Chapter 1

“I’ve got the gift of one liners! And you’ve got the curse of curves!” I shouted along with my ihome. The Curse of Curves, by Cute Is What We Aim For, is my new favorite song. I know its’ an older song, but still I can jam out to it.
Okay, come on Daisy, let’s focus on packing here.
I looked at my ugly black suitcase, it was half packed. At least it helped that I knew to packed clothes that would keep me cool. But I don’t know if it’s gonna be a little cold sometimes or not. Cause Colorado weather is really beautiful but confusing. It’s like freezing cold in the winter and warm (I guess) in the summer time. I should go shopping for more shorts and a pair of board shorts, or two.
Ugh. California weather is so much different than Colorado weather. It’s sunny all year round here.
Maybe we’ll go shopping once we get there. Cause I do not want to burn up because I packed jeans and t-shirts not short shorts and tube tops, and mom will probably yell at me for packing shit, and-
“MEOW!”
I jumped and nearly let out a squeal. “Crap Freddie, you scared me.” I said as I glared at my tabby cat, Freddie. He brushed himself against my shins, begging for attention. But I have more important things to do. “Now stop side tracking me. I gotta get packing, tomorrows the big day.” I scolded him. He complained and trotted out of my room.
I danced around my fairly large room to my closet as I sang those famous words to my favorite song again. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I smushed my hair in different ways so it frizzed up at the top. Wow, I look like some rocker chick. My blonde hair almost reached my waist and my blue eyes were rimmed with heavy plum liner.
“Gorgeous!” I giggled.
I looked in my closet and saw my bikini laying in an open drawer. I picked it up and debated whether or not to bring it with me to Colorado.
Well of course I’ll need it dummy! If there’s a giant lake by where we’re staying and hello? The Colorado River?! I’ll most definitely need my bikini.
I set it in with all my other useless clothes and sat on my bed.
I wonder what the heck were gonna do for two months in Colorado. We don’t really have anything planned. Well Nicky has family up there, and when we went a couple years ago, we only went for two weeks, not two months.
Maybe Nicky and Sarah and their families have something in mind, cause I know my parents don’t.
Boy this trip going to be spontaneous.


Sheriff yapped at me. Even my Corgie thinks I should be packing for Colorado, not Instant Messaging people.
“I know, I know. But I just started a conversation with David, and you know how hot he is.” I grinned at my screen. Sheriff made a low growling noise. “I know he has a girlfriend, but he actually wants to talk to me!” I rubbed him with my foot.
Sheriff settled his head on his paws, I take that as a shrug.
“Oh, poopy!” I frowned now at the screen. “He thought I was Nicole Sanderson! I’m Nicole Sanders you dope! Not that slutty senior that you have no chance with.” I shook my head. When will boys ever learn.
I closed the IM pop up and peered around my Facebook page. No one I actually want to talk to is on. “What do you think boy? Should I get packing’-or call Dayz?” Daisy is probably packing right now, she would get me pumped up to get my suitcase open. “Sheriff?” I looked at my now sleeping dog, I rolled my eyes. “How can you fall asleep that fast?”
I closed my laptop and shoved it aside on my bed. “Packing sounds good, thanks for your input.” I got my butt off my comfy bed and grabbed my suitcase from my closet. I dropped it on my bed, close to Sheriff’s head. He lifted his head up, like he didn’t miss a thing. “It’s all right, I got it.” I rubbed his head.
He sniffed my suitcase. I wonder how he’s gonna cope with me leaving for almost two months. “You gonna miss me boy?” he quit sniffing and rolled on his back. “But don’t worry, Vicky will take good care of you. Just make sure he feeds you twice a day.” Last time our neighbor babysat Sheriff, she only fed him once a day. He was starving when we got back home. “Okay back to packing Ms. Lazy Butt, Nicole.”
But all I did was stare at my empty suitcase, like it would all of a sudden magically be filled with cute clothes. Didn’t work. I thought of all my clothes that would work for the Colorado weather. I do have my cute bikini. I grabbed it from my closet and laid it right in the middle of the suitcase. “Pretty pathetic, huh?” Sheriff thumped his tail. I sighed. “Daisy’s probably packing, I call her.”
I grabbed my cell phone and pressed speed dial number three. After two rings she picked up. “Hey Nicky!” Daisy’s cheerful voice already got my energy level up. Loud music was playing in the background. That’s Daisy for you, such a little rebel.
“Jeesh, you’re gonna go deaf playin music that loud.” I sat back down on my bed.
“Oh please, it isn’t even that loud.” The music got louder and it was very difficult to hear her. It was some band I’ve never heard before. She’s always discovering new bands. And she must be home alone, because if her parents were home, they would never allow her to play it this loud.
“Dayz, I can barely hear you.”
“What?” she yelled like she couldn’t hear me, but she laughed. The music volume turned down a couple notches. “Better?”
“Not by much,” I could still make out the lead singer screaming the words.
“Fine.” she turned it down a lot more. “Now no more.”
“It’s fine there.” Then oddly my stomach growled, I checked the time, it’s 2:47. “Well I hope you’re having as much trouble packing as I am.” Actually I haven’t spent that much time packing. I just kind of gave up.
“Well sort of. I think I need more shorts though. I only have two pairs.”
That made me feel better. “And I’m hungry too.” I whined.
“We’re just hot messes aren’t we?” she giggled her classic Daisy giggle, a really high pitch and silly giggle. But it didn’t bother me.
“Most definitely.” I laughed with her.
“I need my Starbucks.” Daisy went to our local Starbucks, everyday. Every. Day. Seriously, she knows everyone there by name and they know her by her name. It’s actually quite funny. She walks in and they’re already making her drink because she gets the same thing every time.
“Omigod, a mocha frap sounds awesome right now!” I squealed. As for me I only go to Starbucks like every other week. It’s pretty expensive and the people there don’t like me like they like Daisy.
“Omigod yes!” she laughed. “I’ll call Sarah and we’ll meet there in a sec!”
“Okay cool. And we can talk about our horrible lives!” I joked.
“I love it!” she said in her funny voice she used when she wanted to sound like a gay guy. “See ya in a minute.”
“Okay, see ya!” I hung up and grabbed my keys from my desk along with my purse from the floor. “I’ll be back later Sheriff.” It was no use telling him that. For one; he’s a dog, it’s not like he’s gonna say something back one of these days, and two; he’s fast asleep. Gosh, how much can this dog sleep?
I walked into the family. My little brother, Nathan, was playing a stupid video game, and my mom was in the kitchen talking on the phone.
“You know, you’re gonna rot your brain playing that junk.” I told Nathan. He’s such a dork.
“It’s not junk!” he practically yelled at me.
“Nate, you’re going into high school, not middle school. And are you gonna sit here for the rest of your life playing this crap? It’s not good for you.” I shake my head. “You know, bullies love to beat up video game nerds like you.”
He swallowed hard and looked at my with worried eyes. “Really?”
“You bet. You’re gonna get no where with your life if you do this a your life.” I love messing with my brother.
He didn’t respond, he just focused on his game again. I rolled my eyes as I walked into the kitchen.
My mom sat on a bar stool, talking to someone on the phone. So I grabbed and sticky pad and pen from my purse. I wrote: Going 2 Starbucks with Daisy and Sarah. B back l8er. © ya. I peeled off the Post-It note and put it right in front of her.
She tilted her head to the side and nodded. “Mhmm, yeah.” she said to the person on the other end of the line.
I walked out of the front door, keys in my hand, bag on my arm, and pink Aviators covered my eyes. My navy blue Nissan sat at the curb, just how I left it last night after my shift at Haagen-Dazs. Yes, I work at the most delicious place in Laguna. I love working there.
I unlocked my door and threw my purse in the passenger seat. I checked all my mirrors and my reflection in my rearview mirror. My light brown layered hair was clean and soft and my face was (finally) clear of pimples. I touched my lucky feather necklace that hung from my rearview mirror. I might need luck this summer for packing the right things, a safe trip there, and meeting cute boys. I like the boy part. Hah, hah!


“Ringy ding, ding….ringy ding dong!” my stupid ringtone played. It was Nicole and Daisy singing a tune they made up. Man, I love my stupid crazy friends.
“Hey Daisy Dayz!” I giggled. I wonder why she’s calling me, doesn’t she know I’m working? Er, I was working.
“Hey Sarah! Are you off work yet?” Daisy asked. Her voice was extra excited this time. Uh-oh, she’s up to something.
“I’m walking to my car as we speak.” working at Ralph’s isn’t the best job in the world (I think Nicole and Daisy have better jobs than me), but it does pay okay.
“Okay cool, me and Nicky were just talking and we decided to meet at Starbucks. You up for that?” she asked. I could hear soft music in the background, and she’s probably in her car. Daisy, Daisy, Daisy. That girl is crazy (in a good way).
“Sure, sounds cool. I’ll meet you guys there in a sec.” I walked to my car and put my big (cheap) purple zebra print sunglasses on.
“Yes! Okay toodles!” “Toodles” is Daisy’s way of saying bye.
“Byers.” and “byers” is my way of saying bye. I then closed my phone and put it back in my purse.
I unlocked my Mini Cooper, it’s painted what I like to call electric blue (or just a really bright shade of blue).
“Let’s see, how do I get to Starbucks from here?” I asked myself. Too bad I didn’t get that GPS for Christmas, I’m always getting lost. “Ugh, I’m gonna have to go through PCH traffic.” there are many ups and downs about living in Laguna Beach. One up is that no matter where you are, you’re within walking distance of the beach. One down is that the Pacific Coast Highway traffic is the worst. Oh well, Starbucks will be worth it.
I pulled out of the Ralph’s parking lot and made my way up PCH. Thank God that traffic isn’t that bad. But with my luck I’ll hit all the red lights, so I might as well make my ride enjoyable.
I clicked my radio on and automatically turned it to KIIS FM.
“Yes! I love this song!” I turned up the volume so that Shake It, by Metro Station, blasted out my speakers. “Shake, shake, shake, shake-a shake it!”
Metro Station’s a great band, especially because Mason (the lead singer) is smoking hot! And he’s a great vocalist, he’s amazing.
As I sat at about the 50th red light a car with it’s bass booming ten times louder than mine, rolled up next to me. The passenger window was rolled down and a guy who seemed to be my age was driving. Wow, he’s really cute! Then he saw me gawking at his good looks like a complete moron.
He smiled and winked! Yes, winked! I blushed bright red (I could just tell I was) and looked away. I’m always like that around guys. I never have been I good flirter.
I’m still kind of in shock that Chase and I went out. We were best friends for as long as I can remember and I liked him almost all my life. But it’s really awkward now that we broke up and he lives right next door to me.
The light turned green and I stomped on the gas pedal. Love is so complicated.
I was sort of relieved when I made it to Starbucks. I parked next to Nicole’s Navy blue Nisan Altima and got out of my tiny car.
I wonder why we’re even meeting. Oh yeah! Duh! We’re going to Colorado tomorrow! Wow somebody’s slow today. Maybe we’re having like a meeting for out two month trip. That sounds pretty stupid. We’re probably just meeting up, and gonna talk about the cute new barista that working.
I’m making this to complicated. Or am I? Hah, hah!

Intro

The Three BFFs:

Daisy Nelson

Sarah Jilton

Nicole Sanders

The Boy:

Oliver Milton

The Way It Goes:

It's summer and these three girls are in for a wild ride that they weren't expecting. Daisy, Sarah, and Nicole head up to Colorado for two months. They bring their families, suitcases with room for souvenirs, and excited minds for the many days ahead of them. They are a really tight threesome. They're sharing a huge rental home in Denver, and they are all hoping that with three different families under one roof, everything will go as planned. With fresh snow on the ground and cute boys on the slopes they're in for a fun two months. Nothing could break these best friends apart, or is there?