Fiolee On the Edge of InnocenceMore Like This
"Come on Cake!" I yelled, shrugging on my green backpack. "We're gonna be late for our jam session with Marshall!" She was running especially slow today. Probably because she didn't really want to go. I pushed the thought away and snagged a piece of toast that had popped out of the toaster. I took a bite out of it, wincing as it burned my throat after I swallowed it. It was still steaming as it reached my stomach. I knew it was early but I kinda wanted to spend the whole day with Marshall. I probably sound like a total girl now...
"I'm coming baby cakes," Cake said as she slid down the ladder to the top floor of the tree house. "I'm bringing my dulcimer." I rolled my eyes as she slid it onto her back.
"Does it really take that much time to get it?" I said, annoyed.
"Did he say to come this early?" she said, changing the subject. "He may not even be awake yet " I shrugged.
"I'm sure he won't mind. Besides he said we could come over any time"