"I always told my sister, I could hear her coming a mile away," Eric thought as his heeled boots clicked against the concrete driveway. Walking to his car seemed quite natural despite his circumstances, although one thing was for certain. Any stranger who saw him get into his car now would definitely think that it matched its driver. Eric was always self-conscious about having to drive a purple, 1999 Dodge Neon. He knew it was the only thing his parents could afford for him at the time, but why did it have to be purple?
"Hey Shannon!"
Eric nearly jumped out of his skin as he was shaken away from his thoughts. As if some unknown monster was lurking just outside his field of vision, Eric (now pale with fear) slowly turned his head towards the voice that called out his sister's name.
"Get stuck with Eric's car tonight?"
Finally gazing upon the person belonging to the voice, Eric noticed it was...
