The At The End Of The Day And I Walked At My Car

“I am going to get the kids meal though because I am not that hungry. I won’t eat it if we take it go.”

“Look, all we’ve been eating on this trip is chicken and pasta, exactly what we have at home almost every night. Don’t you want to try something new and authentic?”

     I started to walk across the street to my friend Lacey’s house. Lacey lives just outside Detroit, but like my family, her family comes to the cape for the summer. Our families’ have been friends for about 10 years, but we normally don’t see or talk to each other during the year, only summertime seems to bring us together. Traditionally Lacey and I leave for the beach together,

"Yeah, that's fine." I played it off cool even though i was literely freaking out in my mind that we're going to hang out.

"Who's this sexy thing?"one guy asked smacking my bum. I was so frightened I drop The last plate shattering it into pieces with the food every where.

"Oh?" I responded after a drawn out silence hoping that he mistook my blatant staring for something else. The smirk he sent my way however said he knew exactly what I was

"Let's eat before the fish is cold. Besides the salmon, I also made baked potatoes, carrots, and peas. I made just plain food except for the soy butter sauce for the grilled salmon. What is that, under your dishcloth that ye brought?" He

I go outside, take the stolen bike, and go to Kaitlyn’s house. I was going so fast, I could have gotten a ticket. I stopped at the door and knocked on the door.

“This is going to sound really weird, but do you guys all wear the same underwear every day?” He burst out laughing at my question and looked at the other girls who were laughing under their breaths as well. In that moment I hated myself for being so curious, and quickly said “Never mind!”

It was a Friday afternoon and I sat in the bathroom stall for a while waiting for someone to come in. As soon as someone did I began the conversation. It started off simply, like “what’s up” and “how’s your day going.” By his short responses I could tell that he was getting uncomfortable so I kept going and asked some deeper questions like, “Do you miss your family?” or “Hey

I was so scared to respond, and get stuffed into a locker again, so I didn’t say anything. Which obviously was not the right choice because he picked me up by the shirt collar and he exclaimed

"Yikes? Really? Don't startle me like that." IF said, feeling uneasy and annoyed at the same time.

He went to bed, woke up, ate some bread and drank some coffee, and walked up to the new neighbor’s door. Despite his burlesque appearance, he was rather shy. He was lucky he was at their doorstep at all. He knocked on the door and introduced himself.

“H-… Okay bye…” I said. “Ew” I thought. That was the most awkwardest thing I had ever

“Right weird. Well I'm Human we eat all the time so I'm just going to...”