All Summer Long

Maybe....

I'll get detective Grammar to arrest all the mistakes later!!!

Alex:

Don't you love the feeling of sweaty humans? Yeah, neither do I.

I made a mental note to never, ever ride the subway again. Especially to just get crappy Chinese food.

"So, how do you like the house?" My mom asked.

"You mean, the hotel?" I asked. My mom sighed.

"Yes, it is a hotel," she said, "but, look at the view!" We were in the penthouse. Yes, I said penthouse. And yes the view was great and all. The buildings reflected the sunset so it looked like they were on fire and all. But I just want to go home.

"It's really cool," I said, "So, when do I start school or something?"

"Next week," my dad said.

"Awesome," I said. Not. There was silence as we ate our Chinese food the tasted like salt and buggers.

"This s disgusting," my dad finally said.

"Amen," I said.

"Preach," my mom said. We all laughed.

That night, it was impossible to sleep. Why are cars out in the middle of the night? I woke feeling like a zombie. And it did not help that people were every setting everything.

"Mom," I said, "What's the wifi password?"

"I'm not sure, why don't you go downstairs and ask the front lobby?" She said. So I went to the elevator. I pressed the button and waited for what seemed like forever. The door finally opened and right before the door closed this woman, along with her three little boys hopped in. The elevator music was maddening, the little boys kept arguing, and it didn't help we were 100 floors up. We went to floor Seventy where an old couple got on. Floor sixty a group of teenager around my age. Then on the fiftieth floor this guy came in. He was only wearing a towel and was loudly eating an apple. And so, I went down fifty floors with three little obnoxious boys, two old people, a group of rowdy teenagers, and a boy obnoxiously eating an apple in a towel skirt. All to get a stupid wifi password. I was, of course the last one off. By that time I was close to screaming.

"Can, I have the wifi password?" I asked the front desk lady.

"Ooh, wifi password," she said. She click clacked on her computer, "One moment please." She got up and hurried into another room. I waited, shifting my feet several times. After what seemed like forever she came back with a goofy smile and sat down, totally ignoring me.

"Uh," I said, "The wifi password?"

"Wifi?" She said looking at me, "Oh yes! The wifi password girl. Uh, one second." She disappeared yet again. I groaned frustrated into my hand. A few minutes later a dude came in and stood next to me.

"Can you move a little?" I demanded, "Personal space?" He laughed and glanced at me. He had green eyes and black spiked hair. He smelled like smoke and was wearing a black leather jacket.

"And stop laughing. I didn't say anything funny, so laughing, is not necessary," I said. He just smiled. Creep. I moved slightly over. When is this lady coming out! I shifted feet again. The guy lit a cigaret.

"Seriously?" I demanded, "Get out. Now."

"Sassy," was all he said.

"Seriously, get out," I said, "Don't you see the no smoking sign?" He raised his eyebrows and I searched frantically for a no smoking sign. Why isn't there a no smoking sign.

"I'll just get the lady," I said, "hey, there's a dude smoking out here!"

"She won't come out for a while," the guy said casually, "Happens almost everyday."