She drove them back after they decided to skip bowling AGAIN. The night was perfect for a night drive. Windows down, radio blasting, darkness surrounding them, their voices melting into one, the stars lighting their way.

She drove and listened to them sing, she drove and thought about the three girls, three of her best friends. She knows how different they each are, but she knows thats what makes them friends, great friends. She knew she wouldn't trade that moment in the car for anything in the world...