Descriptive Essay

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

Awaking from my daze to peer out the large, sweeping windows of the tour bus. Speeding past me is the Normandy countryside located on France's northern coast. After driving for an hour, we appear to be slowing down. The tour guide, Gilles, speaks over the intercom in his accented English describing the medieval structures of the town we are approaching. From a distance it appears to be a tourist haunt. Honfleur is a beautiful town that is different from anywhere else in the world.

The first question I asked logan was who his favorite teacher was in the high school, Logan replied “No one is my favorite” almost immediately. When ask why he said it's cause i don't like anyone.

Tyler asked me if it's fine if Matteo hangs out with us. In my mind, i was like oh god yes! But of course i didnt say that out loud.

“Yeah, it’s basically his dominant feature.” After a few minutes of surprisingly natural conversation, Nicole says what I’ve been waiting for her to say. “Melinda? I’m really sorry. About everything. You were such a good friend to me, and I should have at least asked for your side of the story about what happened at the party. So are we cool now?” She looks at me with a vulnerable expression. I can tell she feels extremely guilty, and wants to be friends again. So I say the right answer.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN! I was always at school you probably didn’t even see me I even did all my homework it’s all in my backpack, but my backpack in my locker can I get it?”

“Dude, my man,” came Justin, slapping me a hard high five. “Guess who’s got a date to the homecoming dance.”

"Stop right there, First it's a full moon tonight, so don't get too excited now " I said." I guess we can't enjoy the party now as we have to watch Scott and be his babysitter tonight, so pick me up at Seven alright" I walked over to the door ready to leave, but I looked over to Stiles, who still looking at me smiling , I rolled my eyes "okay , I admitted this is pretty exciting that our best friend might be a werewolf"

Zach replied at the top of his lungs, “No I went to get my homework so it wasn’t late work or missing work.”

“Well I certainly can if that's what you would like Josh.” she replies. Sam had a nasty look on his face.I focus on my work but can’t help thinking this was a mistake. Levi middle school is a nice place, well all except for Sam.

“Well you can’t just fall asleep while the principal is talking,” she snapped, her glare intensifying. I muttered another “sorry” under my breath and turned my attention to the stage. Principal Trenton was almost done with his

As we step onto the landing half way down the stairs, Zach turns towards me. "What I am about to show you is a we guarded family secret. You must not tell anyone ever do you understand?" He asks, in a low tone, as turns around to look at me. I nodded. Zach' then turns back around, and continues to walk down the rest of the stairs, with me fallowing him every step of the

“Emily all you care about is showing me, Brad your boyfriend, to your friends. And you proved it tonight too. You were even planning how to walk in and how I should look at you.”

“Oh, he is this new boy from school. Anne has a crush!” I teased annie, and both Paige and Haylie pretended to give me glares, silently thankful that I stepped in to help.

My hands start to shake as I step into the ice arena. I can’t tell if I’m nervous or just freezing. The ceiling is decorated with annoying pink and yellow streamers. Seems to be right up Susan’s alley. Susan was a friend I wasn’t used to having. She was one of the most popular girls in school and liked by other peers. Today, however, her persona was more timid and worrisome than usual. I turn my gaze towards her hands fidgeting on her shirt and look up to see her eyes with regret. Skating over to lighten her mood, her mouth forms the words “I’m so sorry”. What did she do? Especially to me? It was her birthday and I definitely did not want to spoil that. Susan grips my arm and pulls me over to the frosty hand rail. With big puffs of breath, she mutters “Please don’t get mad at me, but Aila was invited to the party”. I could feel my breathing getting short and my cheeks rosy and hot. No matter what Susan said or did, nothing could make up for inviting someone who has it out for me.