Emma hung up the phone, annoyed. She had just gotten dressed to go out with her boyfriend Rick. He had just called her, and told her that his boss wanted him (well more like ordered him) to work late, and their date had to be cancelled. Damn, it's 6 PM on a Friday night, and now she had nothing to do.

Chloe Pederson opened the front door, and closed it quickly against the brutal summer heat. Icky and sticky, it was another one of those god awful summer days, 100 degrees, and humidity of 90 percent. How in the hell were people supposed to do anything outside? If it wasn't for air conditioning, this land would still belong to the Indians. Maybe we should just give it back to them, and she'