Sunday on La Grande Jatte | Ferris Bueller's Day's Off Fanfiction

Chapter two

Heather continued to let her brown wavy hair blow in to the wind as they drove in to the city. She noticed how anxious Cameron was throughout the entire ride, considering that the convertible belonged to his dad. When they finally parked it in a parking garage, he refused to leave it there.

"Cameron, what's going to happen to it. It's good to stay in the garage", Sloane said.

"It could get wrecked, stolen, spat on. A pigeon could shit on it, who knows?", Cameron replied.

"So? We could just put the hood up and lock it", said Heather.

"You don't understand. This is my dad's car we're talking about"

"Listen, will you calm, please?", Ferris asked him. "I'm going to give the guy a $5 to watch it"

"What guy?", asked Cameron.

A valet with black ear length hair and a goatee approached them. Ferris told him to take good care of the car and he assured the teens that it was in good hands since he was a professional. As they left the garage, Cameron kept looking back at the vehicle. "It's okay. He said he'll take care of it", Heather reassured him. She linked her arm with his as they continued to walk together.