1- Peenie Wallies

                                    

                                          
Daisy's Pov:
     Just one more week of school. I can do this. The days were getting hotter, living in Georgia. One of my best friends, Allie, sat next to me as we waited for chemistry class to start. "What are we gonna do when school gets out?" I asked her.
    "I dont know... I feel like theres not much to do anymore."
     I sighed, knowing exactly how she felt. When we were kids, she and I and our two other best friends, Ben and Joe, would play outside and ride our bikes everywhere. We'd have sleepovers, and climb trees and rip our jeans and get dirty. Now that we've grown up, we go on drives to fast food places or pull all-nighters. Don't get me wrong, I love doing thise things. But it just feels like our childhood hobbies are so far in the past. and by this time next year, we'll be adults and graduated out of highschool. I wish time didn't go so fast.
*time skip*
     I walked outside to get the mail, the sun starting to set. Our retired neighbor Mr. Banks had his garage open, and the sound of wood working came from inside. A lot of times he's taught me about wood working and let me make a few projects of my own. After my Grandpa died four years ago, Mr. Banks has been the closest substitute. He looked up and waved when he saw me. I waves back with a smile. 
     "You kids got any plans for the summer?" he asked.
     "Not yet," I laughed. Why do older people always seem to ask questions to things you don't have an answer for that actually bothers you?
     "You know, theres that old forest by Lucas Farm. nobody owns it, it could make a cool summer camping location for you and your friends."
     I thought about that. Actually, that wasnt a bad idea. "Oh really?" I replied. "That could be fun. Thanks for the idea!"
     "Glad to help!" said Mr. Banks.
     I walked back inside with the mail in my hand. Just some bills and junk mail. My dad was a real estate agent, working with conputers and stuff. My mom died when I was little, and I don't have any siblings, so it was just the two of us for as long as I could remember. I keep asking him if we can get a dog, but he says a cat is enough. 
     I went up to my room to get started on my homework. Three more days of homework. Then what?
*time skip*
     Ben sat down next to me in history class, setting his backpack down on the ground. His black hair was parted in the middle and flipped when he turned his head. his stocky build would be perfect for football, but he swears he'll never do sports.
     "I am so done with school," my friend said, leaning over his desk. 
     Idecided to shoot my shot. "Speaking of summer," I said, "what would you think about going camping in the woods?"
     "Yea, I think you'd better make your plans with Joe; not my cup of tea."
     "Did somebody say my name?" Joe said, sitting down behind me. 
     I turned around and looked at him seriously. "The forest by Lucas Farm." He nodded. "Nobody uses it, it just has trees and deer and squirrels."
     "What about it?" he asked, his eyebrows raised.
     "What if we went camping out there," I said, wiggling my eyebrows.
     His mouth opened and his eyes widened. "Yes! Dude that's such a good idea!"
     I knew I had him hooked. 
     "We could make a treehouse!"
     Now he had me gaping. "Yes!" I gasped.