(Author's Note: Inspired by the alternate branch, but I had an alternate in mind. The first portion is identical. I wanted to cut the end and branch off after that._)
Emily and Ashley continued their conversation, eventually veering into other topics, mostly gossip about other kids from school. Eventually it came time to rap up the phone call.
"Well, hey, I think my laundry's done," said Emily. "I'll see you in class tomorrow."
She hung up the phone and went down the stairs at the end of the hall to the basement laundry room. As she unloaded her clothes into the laundry basket, she thought, "That's odd, I could've swore I put my peach sundress in this load..." She shook her head, reminding herself to check the hamper, it must still be in there.
She returned to her room and put away her things, then got ready for bed, slipping into a nightgown. She laughed, thinking of the article she'd talked about. She thought of a boy like Steve Farber dressing like that and giggled. Steve was cute, but he was always looking for a good time. While there were enough girls who were the same way, Emily wanted more.
She drifted off to sleep.
