Deborah started the car and smiled as the engine roared to life. “It purrs like a kitten,” her father said.
Deborah put the car into gear and stomped on the gas. “Only if the kitten is a lion,” she said as the car squealed out of the garage and onto the street. She slowed down to the speed limited and drove normally. When she got to the highway her dad had her go I-90 east. After about twenty minutes they crossed into Montana.
“Open it up,” her dad encouraged her.
Deborah stomped the gas and soon had the car going ninety. At one stretch of road she got it up to one hundred, but she didn’t dare get it faster. She slowed down to seventy-five and turned the car around.
“It’s supposed to get up to 130, but you’ll never find anywhere straight enough. Let’s go home before your mother worries.”
Deborah drove the rest of the way home at seventy-five and drove home smiling. She would have fun with this car. She just knew it.
“Wow,” said Lia. “It’s just like James’s car, only it looks like someone took care of it. Oh, and it is not so police inside.” It was true. Deborah’s dad had removed all trace of there being a cage in the back. He even filled the holes where the bars had been screwed.
“Well, are you ready to do this?” Deborah asked as she adjusted her graduation cap and honors stole.
“Yes. I just wish our school colors were not orange and blue,” said Alison as she adjusted the blue tassel over her orange cap.
“I know what you mean,” said Deborah. “Well we better hurry. If we are late for rehearsal they might not let us walk the stage.”
Deborah drove to school and parked her car in the parking lot next to James’s similar car. There was a marked difference in quality although James had removed the divider in between the front and back seats. Still it was not as shiny or as nice as Deborah’s. She didn’t dwell on that too long. She went into the gym and started rehearsing for the ceremony.
Deborah had some relief that Julia Grass wasn’t there. She was only a junior, so she had a whole other year before she could graduate. She was probably right about Evan finding a new girlfriend in college. He was a jerk too and proved it during a break in the rehearsal.
“So, Alison,” he said, “I’m lucky I come before you in the alphabet. I wouldn’t want to slip if you pee on the stage.”
“Evan,” said Lia. She gave him a mean look.
“Besides, I am in the top ten, so we go first,” said Deborah. “If I leave a trail, you can still trip.” She smiled with an evil grin. “Besides, no one here will see me again. What do I have to lose?”
“That’s disgusting,” he said before walking away.
“You do have a pull-up on, don’t you?” asked Lia with a whispered voice.
“Nope,” she said. “I have on a full diaper. I am not taking any chances. Besides, I got this long gown to cover up with and underneath I have on a long dress so no one will know.”
“You are enjoying this too much,” Lia said.
“Only the part about making Evan uncomfortable.”
“Alright everyone, take your seats and get ready for the ceremony.”