“You do realize that this is supposed to be an overnight trip, right?” Jason kept smiling. He couldn’t help it. His two best friends were going to get back together. And he was the reason why. He loved himself.

Kimberly Hart sighed. “Jason, I packed all this stuff in case in doesn’t go well. So I won’t be stranded in Reefside in that one outfit, reminding me of the day I screwed up for a second time.” She said as she lifted another bag into the trunk of Jason’s car.

“Hey now!” Jason said, reprimanding her. “You don’t know what’s going to happen, Kimmie. But for a trip where you are ostensibly staying for a brief amount of time, this is an awful lot of shit to bring. Even for you.” His smile remained plastered to his face. He loved calling her out. He was always right, especially when it came to anything Tommy Oliver related. Kim hated that about Jason. Being a big brother figure had its benefits. He was protective and caring, but he was also nosy and antagonizing.

Kimberly awoke to the annoying beeping of her alarm clock. Blurry-eyed, she glanced over at the red digits: 5:00 AM. She had 45 minutes to prepare for gymnastics. She sat up in bed and yawned, pulling her hair away from her face. 5 AM had to be the worst time to be up in the morning. Kimberly’s body went through the motions of preparing for the day. She was not the most morning person around. Finally dressed, she headed out to the kitchen area, only to find Lacie and Sarah already sitting there eating grapefruit for breakfast. As usual, Lacie was the only morning person, bouncing and ready to go.

“Ready for the day there sleeping beauty?” asked Lacie.

“I’m ready for more sleep. How late were you two out?” asked Kimberly.