grumbled as she rolled over and hit the snooze button. Her friend,
Joanne, lay snoring on the floor nearby. Carol knew from past experience
that only one thing could wake her sleeping friend…
"Girls, breakfast is ready!" Mrs.
Linburgh called up the steps.
"Breakfast!" Joanne suddenly sat straight
up and wiggled out of her sleeping bag. She walked over to Carol
and stared at her with big owl eyes. "Come on, Carol. I'm hungry!"
Carol groaned and whacked her friend
in the face with her pillow.
"Why, you…!" Joanne plunked herself
down onto Carol and started to wrestle her when the second call
for breakfast came. "I'll get you later!" Joanne yelled as she ran
out of the room.
Carol giggled and raced after her.
Her parents hadn't been breathing down her neck as much within the
past two days, but they didn't know that she'd sneaked away Monday
night after they were asleep, either. And Carol wasn't about to
tell them any time soon.
Carol skidded into the kitchen a split
second behind her friend, and soon they were sitting down to sizzling
bacon, hash browns, scrambled eggs and toast. Carol's parents bowed
their heads to pray.
Surprised, Carol realized that she
didn't mind her parents' new mealtime habit. During the prayer,
she sneaked a peek at her friend and was again amazed that Joanne
didn't seem bothered by this, either. Were they both warming to
this "religion" stuff? Surely not!
After breakfast the girls threw on
some clothes and ran next door to Joanne's. As they clambered up
the steps to Joanne's room, Carol spoke.
"Joanne, this might sound weird, but
could we leave the music off today?" Joanne stopped at the top of
the staircase and turned to make eye contact with her best friend.
"I guess so."
I haven't been listening to it that much lately," Carol said as
they plopped down on Joanne's bed. "I wonder why that is. I mean,
I haven't been wanting to listen to it like I used to."
Joanne studied her friend intently.
"What's up with you?"
Carol sighed and looked up at Joanne.
"I don't know. I just don't feel right about what we did Monday
night. You know, sneaking out without our parents' permission."
Joanne stared at her friend. "What's
your problem? It wasn't our first time doing it, and we didn't get
caught...unless you're planning to get religious and tell on us."
Carol heard the warning in her friend's
tone. "No, of course not."
"Then stop being stupid and let's
go shopping." Joanne playfully smacked Carol's head with her pillow,
and suddenly the friendship was restored.
After hours at the mall, Carol walked
through her front door to find her parents waiting for her. Instead
of being mad about her missing dinner, they greeted her with a surprise...a
"Cool!" Carol said as she picked it
up. Then her face registered confusion. "Committed? What
group are they?"
"Just something new we thought you'd
like," her dad, Kenneth, answered. "I want you to promise me that
you'll listen to this group at least once a week for a month; then
your mother and I want to know what you think about it--deal?"
Carol thought a minute. This was a
group she'd never heard of... might as well try them out, she figured.
If she didn't like their music, well, at least she only had to listen
to it once a week for a month, then she could throw it out. "Deal."
She took the CD up to her room and
slipped it into her CD player. Little did she know, her parents
were downstairs praying for her as she hit the play button.