Vanessa's POV
Saturday morning
"Mom, I'm going," I call as I walk down the stairs.
"Okay, enjoy! See you tonight," she replies from the kitchen.
"Remember, if you do anything reckless, use protection," Paul adds.
"Don't give her any ideas," Mom scolds him, and I laugh as I open the front door.
The sun greets me as I walk down the driveway and along the block.
I knock, and Mrs. Anderson opens the door.
"Hello, Vanessa! Dianne is in her room," she says, letting me in.
I head upstairs to Dianne's room.
"I'll see you at the party, bye," I hear her say as she ends a call.
"Hi Dianne, ready to go?" I ask as I enter.
"Yeah, let me put on my makeup," she replies, sitting at her mirror.
"Vanessa!" Daniel shrieks, rushing over to hug me.
"Hi buddy," I laugh, ruffling his hair.
"Let's
