Driving around town in her car was Haven's absolute favorite thing to do. Thanks to her parents loving their oh-so-perfect daughter, her Beetle was completely hooked up- with convertible top and all. She would often drive around with the top down, pop music blasting out of the speakers. When she wasn't in town around others who knew her, that's when her most favorite music was cranked up- hip-hop. Haven didn't know why she loved the music, but she was able to move to it so much better than any bubblegum music.

It took a mere five minutes for the junior to arrive at the school. Quickly finding a spot, she pulled it and lowered the sound from her Sirius radio station. She grabbed her purse and searched for a hairbrush before dragging it through her hair. Looking in the side view mirror, she confirmed that everything was straight and ready for the day. She put the top up of her car and grabbed her bag before finally stepping out of the vehicle- and into the sight of the boys.

Glancing around, she slid the straps of her book bag onto her shoulders before making her way over to them. George seemed like he was going to fly out of his pants with excitement- yet he naturally always seemed to be that way. It tugged a small grin from the corner of her lips. At least nothing had ever changed with him. For the rest of them...It seemed as though everything had changed at a very rapid pace.

Haven finally approached the small group and she cleared her throat, folding her arms across her chest. [color=purple]"What's this about a job?"[/color] She stood across from JC, purposely ignoring him. There was something about the boy that she just never quite liked- but she wouldn't be completely rude about it. After all, that wasn't what was expected of the God-fearing perfect teenage girl.