[Memo please]
“Where are we going?” I asked Jocelyn, as we ran down my stairs.
“I don’t know,” she smiled at me, her face was bright, though I could see that she had almost been on the verge of tears.
“Wait,” she frowned. “I have to tell my mom. Mom.” I yelled back up the stairs.
I heard some scuffling and her door opening as she walked down the stairs, “Yeah? Oh!” she looked surprised, though I knew why, it was still kind of a shock.
“I’m going out. Is that ok?” she still looked a little surprised.
“Hm? Oh, yeah that’s fine,” she was still staring.
“Catch ya later mom,” I said stumbling out the front door.
“Come on tell me where we’re going, please,” it was killing me not knowing.
“Here we are. My house,” she pointed ant a fairly new house, not as new or quite as big as mine, but very pretty none the less.
“I just have to grab some things. Come on,” she said grabbing my wrist one more time.
We walked through the classic cherry wood doors. My mistake I was pretty sure that this house was way newer, or at least nicer, than my house. It had a beautiful entrance. Everything was cleaned spotless. I followed her up the, carpeted, stairs. Yes, carpeted. Then we were in her room. It was a dark purple with blue splattered on top. It was pretty dark, I loved it. She had posters on her wall. I didn’t really know who or what was on those posters, but I was amazed either way.
“Come on chase,” she called from the hall.
“Coming,” I replied. I walked out of her room to see her standing at the door with two objects in her hand.
Oh great!
[sorry its so short…please write]
