Chapter 1: Rogue-Jane and I

BY: Lee A. Zito "Hey Rascal, wake up." I always lock my bedroom door, but my cousin always seems to have a butter knife handy in her leopard print purse to unlock it. Why she carries a butter knife around? Well she explains it's for protection purposes. "C'mon, get your ass outta bed already! It's twelve o'clock and we should get some grub." Flinging my blanket over my face I muttered my hello, "I hate …

…little kids running around or hogging the rusty red, yellow, and blue carousel thingy. I jumped on it and laid across it, starring up at the sky. Rogue did the same. "Hey Lee A., what's today?" "I was thinking the same thing in the car!" "Really?" Lauren and I both gave each other the ESP look. We do that sort of thing sometimes. Lauren got up, "I think it's Thursday... It feels like a Thursday."