(Sorry if it's not that great. It's my first time Schreiben a story for fun and not for school)
“Mom! Phone!” Where was she? I slowly dragged myself off the leather couch, knocking my Bücher to the floor. I watched as my pencil rolled under the armchair. Oh well, I was done with it anyways. I grabbed the phone on the eighth ring, “Hello?''
“Julie, babe. I thought you'd never answer. It's been like what? Three hours since we last chatted?” It was my slime-ball of an ex-boyfriend, Ryan.
“Ya, sure. What ev.” I replied while examining the nail polish chipping off my nails. “I got to go, so like leave a message oder something.” I hung up the phone not waiting for an answer, because knowing him, he'd be phoning back in about an hour.
Flopping back onto the couch, I found the remote and switched on the T.V. Friday afternoon and there was nothing on. “Uhhhhhh!” I glanced out the window and saw my mom's black Chevrolet Corvette was missing from it's usual spot. She must be out with Dylan, her newest boyfriend after the last one dumped her. He was lucky number 4 in the last month. I looked at the grand-father clock, it was only 3:00pm. It was still early so I went to the küche to make a snack. “No popcorn, no salad, no crackers, no nothing! Man, we got to go grocery shopping soon.” I grabbed a pen from the cup on the counter and found the 'To-Do list'. I quickly jotted down 'grocery shopping' then backed up against the counter and flipped open my cell-phone. Of course there were 3 texts from Ryan and one from my BFF Sophie. It read:
“Where u @? Meet @ mall in 10.”
It was probably about some sale going on at the mall oder a guy she saw.
Having nothing else to do, I grabbed my keys from the hook and my jacke from the floor.
***
Von the time I got outside, the wind had picked up, resulting in my long black hair flying everywhere. I opened the door to my old blue Jeep and stuck the key in the ignition. It took three tries to get it going, but eventually it started. I adjusted my mirror and slowly pulled out of the drive-way.
“Mom! Phone!” Where was she? I slowly dragged myself off the leather couch, knocking my Bücher to the floor. I watched as my pencil rolled under the armchair. Oh well, I was done with it anyways. I grabbed the phone on the eighth ring, “Hello?''
“Julie, babe. I thought you'd never answer. It's been like what? Three hours since we last chatted?” It was my slime-ball of an ex-boyfriend, Ryan.
“Ya, sure. What ev.” I replied while examining the nail polish chipping off my nails. “I got to go, so like leave a message oder something.” I hung up the phone not waiting for an answer, because knowing him, he'd be phoning back in about an hour.
Flopping back onto the couch, I found the remote and switched on the T.V. Friday afternoon and there was nothing on. “Uhhhhhh!” I glanced out the window and saw my mom's black Chevrolet Corvette was missing from it's usual spot. She must be out with Dylan, her newest boyfriend after the last one dumped her. He was lucky number 4 in the last month. I looked at the grand-father clock, it was only 3:00pm. It was still early so I went to the küche to make a snack. “No popcorn, no salad, no crackers, no nothing! Man, we got to go grocery shopping soon.” I grabbed a pen from the cup on the counter and found the 'To-Do list'. I quickly jotted down 'grocery shopping' then backed up against the counter and flipped open my cell-phone. Of course there were 3 texts from Ryan and one from my BFF Sophie. It read:
“Where u @? Meet @ mall in 10.”
It was probably about some sale going on at the mall oder a guy she saw.
Having nothing else to do, I grabbed my keys from the hook and my jacke from the floor.
***
Von the time I got outside, the wind had picked up, resulting in my long black hair flying everywhere. I opened the door to my old blue Jeep and stuck the key in the ignition. It took three tries to get it going, but eventually it started. I adjusted my mirror and slowly pulled out of the drive-way.
Again I own absolutely nothing, and I do hope Du smile laugh and get inspired because those are just wonderful feelings and it's the purpose of all of this.
Enjoy!
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store Weiter door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say schaf, schafe Vampire Rock on them. Yeah, I Liebe the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with schaf, schafe that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into schaf, schafe Vampire that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of Coca-Cola left from an Jahr Vor shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or Du shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?