"Oh. Well I love you too!" Jenn stuck her tongue out at the blank phone screen angrily. Her fluffy cat came around the corner from the small bathroom, where she was guessing he had used his litter box. Mr.Dimples mewed at her affectionately and rubbed his body against her leg. "Uh, no. You be a nasty kitty. I'm getting out of here before that," she pointed to the bathroom, "stinks up the rest of the house. Buh-Bye." She slipped on her flip-flops and ran out the door. Where to go? She hadn't had breakfast.... Jenn's purple 1980's ghetto bike rested against a tire of the R.V. She jumped on and adjusted herself on the banana seat. About halfway into town her short-shorts were riding up and she had stop on the side of the road and fix them. Her phone suddenly vibrated when she was adjusting herself back onto the seat. It was from her mom. - Won't be back till this evening. Your father and I were invited to have dinner at the Blackmer's house. Use your credit card to buy dinner or something. Love you.

- Oh just fabulous! Her stomach growled furiously. "What? Scones? Okay," she grinned. Jenn biked towards the local cafe. It looked kind of like a wannabe Starbucks, but still. She shoved the ghetto bike in the bike-rack and went inside. The little bell dinged. Jenn took a deep breath in. There were definetly scones here.