Dash: Means I cant keep crashing in your bed….

Shane Why not? Youve got a key now…and you told them where you were all weekend…and last night they probably didnt even notice or care….. Now youve got a job, so you have an excuse to be gone…plus Bette can call every once in awhile….and we look enough alike that I could say…

Dash: Shane the jobs only like two or three hours a day…and thats not enough okay…. theyre *****, and if they see I found a way to stay away theyll do something to ruin it just to make me miserable.

Shane: You dont know that…

Van: You two ready?

Shane jumped when she heard Vans loud voice booming from behind them. Shed been on edge all morning and he was the last thing she needed right now. Van clicked the key chain device to unlock the doors and walked around the truck. He climbed in just as Dash opened the passenger side. She climbed up into the truck and stopped to see Shane still sitting on the curb. Her untouched cigarette dangled from her fingers as the long stack of ashes clung to the cherry, while defying gravity as it burned away.

Dash looked over at Van who rolled his eyes and motioned to his watch for them to hurry up.

Dash: Uhm…Shane…you coming?

Shane snapped out of her memory fueled haze, and flung her cigarette to the street. She stood up and dusted off the seat of her torn jeans. Shane limped over to the truck and hoisted herself up using the Oh *****! Bar. She slammed the door and curled up into a ball closing her eyes to the world around her. As she relaxed into her infamous pretend sleep state, she thought back to the night before.

Shane hopped into the bedroom, careful not to bang her ankle on the door frame. With each hop taken, she held her good arm against her new cast. Shane flung herself down on the mattress laying on the bare floor. Her wet hair was everywhere and the water from the shower glistened on her topless body as she lay with a towel around her waist. Shane reached over and unwrapped the Saran Wrap from around her wrist. She tossed it across the room and into the waste basket and melted into the worn fresh linens of her bed.