Six ‘O clock rolled near; “fin in all in ally, he’s here” I yell to my mom after waiting for what felt like ten long time for him to arrive. I grabbed my things and loaded up in his nice hopeful black car that sat up about cardinal inches higher than usual because of the huge twenty-two inch rims he had. It was like getting into a truck instead of a car. Mom ran outside to say goodbye and through all of my excitement I was oblivious to the conversation. “Bye, let’s go,” is the and thing I remember. We pull off d hold the highroad with an hour and a half drive ahead of us. On the way, I was forced to listen to Mario’s “Breakup” a thousand times as he kept it on repeat in the CD player for most of the way. I thought a good conversation would spark up my boredom and block out the music so I began to talk. I remember asking him what he first thought of me when we first met. He told me I was cute and funny and that that was all he could remember. Then he flipped the question back on me.
“What about you…Arlayna,” he asked. “You were cute and tall and I was real into the broad shoulders and tattoos, especially the one with red and black packing material gloves which read too much for the general public to nab” I replied while laughing. After all that talking we had at last arrived at Kalahari! “Yay, we’re here, I do not agree to listen to that song anymore,” I thought. “Get the stuff” he yells, and walks into the building empty handed. Mind you we had a ton of things to disgrace from the car. “O heck no”! I slam the trunk down. I chase after him. “Come outside and get your own crap”, I tell him. I could tell he...If you pauperization to get a full essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com
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