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.
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal atau energetic maybe the one epal, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to tunjuk the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man seterusnya to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal atau energetic maybe the one epal, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to tunjuk the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man seterusnya to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed anda and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side sejak side.