I told her not too. I should have tried harder. Sometimes I hate her and her friends. She always comes home the next morning hungover regretting what ever she did that night, but this time was different.

Since it wasn't a school night, I asked Mom if I could go night surfing. She said okay as long as I was back by midnight. As I was heading out around 7oclock Georgia texted me. She said that her and Kylie were going night surfing in the bay. Perfect I thought to myself. I just go with them to clear my head

As I duck dive under a wave I realize It's almost twelve. As I start walking back to my car I see a big red pickup truck driving erratically down the road. Probably just someone from Nora's party.

Just as I think that the pickup suddenly jerks off the road toward the ocean. It's starts turning over down the hill as I hear people screaming from the inside. The truck stops at the bottom of the hill. I drop my surfboard and run toward the car. As I peer inside the windshield I realize it's cracked and blood was spattered on it. I start yelling and screaming for Georgia and Kylie. Eventually Kylie runs over and I tell her to call 911. Just then it hits me. Nora could be in there. I frantically start looking through the windows seeing if Nora is there. "Naomi! Wait for someone to come!" She yells at me. I ignore her.   Eventually I see Nora's long dark brown hair clinging to her bloody face. "She's in here!!" I scream to Kylie. I drop down onto the ground knowing I can't reach her. I have to wait until help comes.

10 minutes later, I see blaring lights coming down the read. Kylie runs over waving her hands. Soon, Some Police officers, Firefighters and paramedics arrive. One of the the paramedics walks over to me and asks me what happened. And I tell her. I want to make sure none of these people make the accident her fault. She didn't do anything.