A New Day

Today Adda woke up. She didn't want to get up, she never wanted to get up on those cold mornings when she had to trudge to work. She hated her job, but she had to get through it today- tonight she had plans. Big plans, important plans. At least, that is what she had to tell herself in order to get out of bed. She got ready for work, listening unwillingly to her sister's dream memories as she tried to wash her face. She ate breakfast without tasting it and let her sister drive the 40-minute ride to Kaloony.There she forced herself to stay awake throughtout the day. The good news was Adda's big plans meant they got to leave 45 minutes early. They went home finally and Adda was able to get ready to go. She was going to a church, Liba and her brothers Blabby and Junky were coming along. Well, Blabby was driving from their house, so Adda met them there and they took off. They made their way to Fairfew, where in the great Christian tradition the girls rode in one van and the guys in another car. They were, at last, almost to their destination.At last they arrived at where they assumed they'd find a parking lot full of buses and cars- for this was, after all a revival meeting for teens in Ottomotto. And they were giving out cold hard cash. But apparently most teens in Iowa aren't interested in free money. Adda's group was the only one in the parking lot. Though they were 20 minutes early, they were a bit puzzled by the emptiness. They entered (yes, they were in the right place) the church and found a few people. The youth group that belonged to that church was there. The girls in Ottomotto were very friendly though perhaps a bit guy-starved. They had 20-1 odds, girls favor. 1 guy. Ouch. Surprisingly they didn't hit on Blabby or Junky or even the other guy in Adda's group, Jackle. Adda had fun playing and watching the competition. She played a lap on Nascar but it felt like she was going 20 MPH, not 156. Blabby played a bit too, Liba and Ambrrr played some free-throw shooting game. The man in charge was yelling into his microphone, so Adda yelled at him to turn it down, while Liba hit Adda and said that Adda was being 'rude'. Adda replied that the guy was being rude by blasting out her eardrums. Sadly the man never paid Adda any attention. He also ignored her when she yelled at him for not drawing her number in the raffle drawing. Since he picked the number before hers and the one after, she decided the thing was rigged and so she turned her ticket into confetti and threw it in the air. After the games and the sermon, they all went out to eat at Fatty Burgers, where Adda was scared of the people who worked there but starving, so she finally got a grilled chicken sandwich. They plopped it down as soon as she said the words. Very scary. She settled into her seat, comforted by the fact that her Frosty was safe. Darn it, she forgot to say no sauce on her sandwich. She compensated by not eating the bread. After watching a game show on TV while shivering from the stupid Frosty, they headed out into the approaching storm. Lightning that blinded you and buckets of rain were pouring down. Jackle did the Singing in the Rain walk on the sidewalk while Adda sang it. They reached Fairfew late at night and there Blabby drove Liba, Junky and Adda home. Adda talked the whole way home, arguing with Blabby and laughing at Liba. It's no wonder she has so few friends.Lesson learned, Adda went home to her warm bed and happy doggy and fell fast asleep, dreaming of stuffing that microphone down that guy's throat.