First Day of Summer - Quinn's Day - Part 3

Twenty minutes later, the four fractious friends left the Starbucks. “I don’t think you were holding up the line, Quinn,” Stacy said.

“You already said that, Stacy,” Quinn said with a smile.

“Oh! Of course,” Stacy said.

“You weren’t,” Tiffany said.

Sandi remained silent.


A few stores later, there was another flashpoint. The store in question was a second hand clothing store. Quinn knew that Sandi would react in some way...

“Gee, Quinn, this is worse than J. J. Jeeters!”

“Sandi! Don’t shout that at the top of your lungs!” Quinn said.

“I wasn’t shouting!” Sandi said.

“I think you were, Sandi,” Stacy said nervously.

“Yeah, it’s so wrong!” Tiffany said.

Sandi turned to Tiffany. “That’s your answer to everything you, like, disagree with, isn’t it?”

“Wwhaaat?”

“I’ll, like, wait outside!” Sandi said, she turned to go.

“Sandi! Wait!” Quinn said. ‘We really shouldn’t be fighting over stuff like this,’ she thought.


When Quinn, Stacy and Tiffany left the store they found a rather thoughtful Sandi waiting outside. “Sorry, Quinn,” she said.

Quinn wasn’t sure that Sandi was really sorry. She could still hear a trace of her usual haughtiness in her voice. She decided to give Sandi the benefit of the doubt though. ‘After all, we’re all still growing,’ she thought. “Apology accepted.”

“Cool,” Stacy said.

“What are we going to do now, Quinn?” Sandi asked.

“There are still few stores here, then we’ll go elsewhere in Lawndale,” Quinn said.

“Sure.”

( After two hours... )