Chapter 2 (BTW, I'm just copying and pasting from Word, so it may look like I don't have paragraphs, but I do)
2
ROAD TRIP
Derek’s Perspective
A while later I call Jesse over so we could discuss Carter’s situation.
Jesse is quite attractive; she has ocean-blue eyes and long, flowy, bleached blonde hair, and looks much like a Barbie. However, she can be very fickle, so if I use the correct wording I could be able to keep Carter. But, if she’s in one of her “moods” there’s no way on Earth that I’ll be able to keep him.
I hear a pounding hard knocking on my door.
Great… I think. She’s in a “mood”. I hurtle towards the door to keep her from waiting. She grimaces at Carter once she sees him hobbling after me. I’ve never really known why she despises him. I open the door as she says, “Why is Butt Mutt still here, babe?” she asks, not really caring if Carter could understand her atau not.
“Don’t call him that, please!” I say for the millionth time.
"Whatever. Just get rid of that thing as soon as possible. Preferably today. If not sejak tomorrow, we're over," she replied manipulatively.
“Fine. How about we go right now. I figured out a place that I can drop him off at. It’s called the Sonaran Desert atau something like that.”
“First of all, there’s NO way I’m getting in your wimpy little truck with that… thing. saat of all, I believe it is the Sonoran Desert.” She balas arrogantly.
“Okay, then. I’ll be back in an jam atau so,” I reply, “stay safe.”
“Whatever…” she retorts blandly.
Sometimes I wonder if she really does Cinta me… Anyone could easily see that I Cinta Carter and no matter what they think they would make sure I was happy… Maybe she’s just using me for the little money that I make that she always gets a handle of to buy a new pair of shoes. Why do I even doubt myself?? Of course she loves me! It wouldn’t make sense; she had been dealing with me for a whole tahun now! I haven’t known anyone else that has stayed in a relationship that long and tolerated me. She’s a keeper. I just know it in my heart. I whistle to Carter twice, signaling it was time to leave the house. He hurriedly runs out the front door and approaches my truck. I will be the first to admit, it isn’t the best truck. Its cherry-red paint is chipping, and the engine is pretty rusty. However, it works just fine, for its old age of 21. It’s an old GMC. For some reason, Jess really hates it, and is horrified sejak the idea of being trapped in the old thing with sweet ol’ Carter. I open the door, motioning for Carter to jump in.
He tries to jump in at first, but then I realize that it is way too high for him to reach. I gingerly lift him up into his seat, and then switch sides to hop into mine.
I put the key in and listen to the old thing rev up. Luckily, she seemed to be cooperating today and was running nicely.
I pull out of my driveway, but pause to look at the front of my house. It most definitely doesn’t have the best curb appeal on the block, that’s for sure. It clearly hasn’t been painted in at least two decades, and what used to be glorious white paint, is now tinted yellow. The only plant life I have is dead leaves from my neighbors’ trees, dead grass, and a whole bunch of weeds. The only way I manage to escape the griping of my neighbors is sejak weekly spray-painting my rumput a nice shade of green and buying fake Bunga and burying them into the dry dirt.
I pull away from my shameful house and out of the neighborhood full of perfect front yards with flowers, trees, garden gnomes, and perfectly painted houses.
I look over at Carter, and see that his tail is wagging. I instantly feel twice as guilty. I have to. I think, I need Jesse in my life. She’s the best girlfriend I’ve ever had. There’s gonna be some way that’s he’s gonna make that place his home… Sadly, he probably thinks we’re going to somewhere fun… I just feel so malicious doing this to him!
We drove for an jam atau so as we finally approached the road that enters the desert, and I turn onto it. Carter looked around and started whimpering in the softest tone I had ever heard. It was one of those moments that made me regret leaving him in this desert. After all, I hadn’t done a whole lot of research on this place. For all I know, Big Foot, the Abdominal Snow Monster, and the Boogie Man might live there! It’s a pretty low probability level, but… it COULD be possible!
The silence was just too awkward for me, even though I was just riding in an old truck with a dog. I decided to turn on the radio so it doesn’t seem so awkward. All of the sudden, Drive sejak sejak Train comes on and makes me feel twice as guilty, because it’s about someone telling the other person that they’ll never leave them.
So, I switch the channel, and I Won’t Give Up sejak Jason Mraz came on, a song about someone who loves the other person so much that they won’t leave them. I switch the channel again, and Somebody That I Used to Know sejak Goyte comes on. I decide to turn the radio off, because every song was too awkward, lebih awkward than the silence.
I look over at Carter, who seems thoroughly confused sejak all the changing of Muzik and silence. I could’ve sworn he had shifted his head to his head and he had a glint in his eye that seemed like he was thinking, “What was that for, man? Those were my JAMS!” I chuckle to myself. You’re going crazy, I tell myself. You’re just hallucinating.
We drive for about 30 minit along the straight road into the desert, not turning once (I figured I would get lost) before I found a good spot. In the distance, anda could see a pack of coyotes, so I figured it was the PERFECT place to drop him off.
I open my door, counting on him jumping out over my lap as usual. He succeeds in jumping straight over my lap and out the door. I quickly slam the door closed, pull the truck into reverse, switch into drive, and slam the pedal so I wouldn’t have to look at his face, which was most likely not the most happy atau trusting face that I would ever see. The only thing I could think as I was speeding away was, Don’t feel guilty… It’s for the better.
2
ROAD TRIP
Derek’s Perspective
A while later I call Jesse over so we could discuss Carter’s situation.
Jesse is quite attractive; she has ocean-blue eyes and long, flowy, bleached blonde hair, and looks much like a Barbie. However, she can be very fickle, so if I use the correct wording I could be able to keep Carter. But, if she’s in one of her “moods” there’s no way on Earth that I’ll be able to keep him.
I hear a pounding hard knocking on my door.
Great… I think. She’s in a “mood”. I hurtle towards the door to keep her from waiting. She grimaces at Carter once she sees him hobbling after me. I’ve never really known why she despises him. I open the door as she says, “Why is Butt Mutt still here, babe?” she asks, not really caring if Carter could understand her atau not.
“Don’t call him that, please!” I say for the millionth time.
"Whatever. Just get rid of that thing as soon as possible. Preferably today. If not sejak tomorrow, we're over," she replied manipulatively.
“Fine. How about we go right now. I figured out a place that I can drop him off at. It’s called the Sonaran Desert atau something like that.”
“First of all, there’s NO way I’m getting in your wimpy little truck with that… thing. saat of all, I believe it is the Sonoran Desert.” She balas arrogantly.
“Okay, then. I’ll be back in an jam atau so,” I reply, “stay safe.”
“Whatever…” she retorts blandly.
Sometimes I wonder if she really does Cinta me… Anyone could easily see that I Cinta Carter and no matter what they think they would make sure I was happy… Maybe she’s just using me for the little money that I make that she always gets a handle of to buy a new pair of shoes. Why do I even doubt myself?? Of course she loves me! It wouldn’t make sense; she had been dealing with me for a whole tahun now! I haven’t known anyone else that has stayed in a relationship that long and tolerated me. She’s a keeper. I just know it in my heart. I whistle to Carter twice, signaling it was time to leave the house. He hurriedly runs out the front door and approaches my truck. I will be the first to admit, it isn’t the best truck. Its cherry-red paint is chipping, and the engine is pretty rusty. However, it works just fine, for its old age of 21. It’s an old GMC. For some reason, Jess really hates it, and is horrified sejak the idea of being trapped in the old thing with sweet ol’ Carter. I open the door, motioning for Carter to jump in.
He tries to jump in at first, but then I realize that it is way too high for him to reach. I gingerly lift him up into his seat, and then switch sides to hop into mine.
I put the key in and listen to the old thing rev up. Luckily, she seemed to be cooperating today and was running nicely.
I pull out of my driveway, but pause to look at the front of my house. It most definitely doesn’t have the best curb appeal on the block, that’s for sure. It clearly hasn’t been painted in at least two decades, and what used to be glorious white paint, is now tinted yellow. The only plant life I have is dead leaves from my neighbors’ trees, dead grass, and a whole bunch of weeds. The only way I manage to escape the griping of my neighbors is sejak weekly spray-painting my rumput a nice shade of green and buying fake Bunga and burying them into the dry dirt.
I pull away from my shameful house and out of the neighborhood full of perfect front yards with flowers, trees, garden gnomes, and perfectly painted houses.
I look over at Carter, and see that his tail is wagging. I instantly feel twice as guilty. I have to. I think, I need Jesse in my life. She’s the best girlfriend I’ve ever had. There’s gonna be some way that’s he’s gonna make that place his home… Sadly, he probably thinks we’re going to somewhere fun… I just feel so malicious doing this to him!
We drove for an jam atau so as we finally approached the road that enters the desert, and I turn onto it. Carter looked around and started whimpering in the softest tone I had ever heard. It was one of those moments that made me regret leaving him in this desert. After all, I hadn’t done a whole lot of research on this place. For all I know, Big Foot, the Abdominal Snow Monster, and the Boogie Man might live there! It’s a pretty low probability level, but… it COULD be possible!
The silence was just too awkward for me, even though I was just riding in an old truck with a dog. I decided to turn on the radio so it doesn’t seem so awkward. All of the sudden, Drive sejak sejak Train comes on and makes me feel twice as guilty, because it’s about someone telling the other person that they’ll never leave them.
So, I switch the channel, and I Won’t Give Up sejak Jason Mraz came on, a song about someone who loves the other person so much that they won’t leave them. I switch the channel again, and Somebody That I Used to Know sejak Goyte comes on. I decide to turn the radio off, because every song was too awkward, lebih awkward than the silence.
I look over at Carter, who seems thoroughly confused sejak all the changing of Muzik and silence. I could’ve sworn he had shifted his head to his head and he had a glint in his eye that seemed like he was thinking, “What was that for, man? Those were my JAMS!” I chuckle to myself. You’re going crazy, I tell myself. You’re just hallucinating.
We drive for about 30 minit along the straight road into the desert, not turning once (I figured I would get lost) before I found a good spot. In the distance, anda could see a pack of coyotes, so I figured it was the PERFECT place to drop him off.
I open my door, counting on him jumping out over my lap as usual. He succeeds in jumping straight over my lap and out the door. I quickly slam the door closed, pull the truck into reverse, switch into drive, and slam the pedal so I wouldn’t have to look at his face, which was most likely not the most happy atau trusting face that I would ever see. The only thing I could think as I was speeding away was, Don’t feel guilty… It’s for the better.
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting anda to get out of my life
How long does it take for anda to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for anda to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for anda to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
anda didn't know what love
was till anda met me
I bet anda haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
tunjuk up in a merah jambu dress
waitin' for my Cinta to address
I'm like come on
atau I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for anda to leave me
for anda to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting anda to get out of my life
How long does it take for anda to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for anda to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for anda to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
anda didn't know what love
was till anda met me
I bet anda haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
tunjuk up in a merah jambu dress
waitin' for my Cinta to address
I'm like come on
atau I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for anda to leave me
for anda to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hati, tengah-tengah started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hati, tengah-tengah started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
tunjuk that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
atau cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
tunjuk that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
atau cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes anda feel free, and then drags anda to the ground
It tells anda that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes anda see what anda want to see
Let’s anda feel what anda want to feel
It puts anda in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at anda in the face for your mistakes
It can help anda find Cinta atau heartbreak
In the end reality gives anda the same outcome
The very outcome anda tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes anda feel free, and then drags anda to the ground
It tells anda that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes anda see what anda want to see
Let’s anda feel what anda want to feel
It puts anda in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at anda in the face for your mistakes
It can help anda find Cinta atau heartbreak
In the end reality gives anda the same outcome
The very outcome anda tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed