"I hate not being included in the down low." Niamh confessed, twisting her nose. "Right, I forgot about your car thing." She said apologetically, taking a place on the bed next to Frances.
"I'm already trying out for the swim team, as usual, but still. We need more stuff." She rolled onto her back. "I need the drama club's play to not suck this year too. And maybe we should get boyfriends. That would keep us busy, right?" Although they couldn't exactly put that on the college application. "I guess we could, like, join the yearbook club or the school newspaper or something, but all that makes me want to slit my wrists anyway." She looked at Frances. "What else is there at school to do? Or out of school?"
Getting hyped up on coffee and seeing if there was anyone good at The Mudhouse actually sounded like the best option at that moment. "You know what, I think we should do that!"