As we were traveling, I carefully opened up another pack of gummies. "Don't eat too many, you're gonna get sick missy." My mom says. "All I wanna do is eat though." I reply. "Why?" "Because I like eating, duh." My mom laughs. I honestly felt really stupid for saying that!
I watched cars go by, and buses move on. Man, I think to myself. I wonder if I'll ever find a true love in this world. "Cmon Sara let's get more food at the gas station." Hannah says. "You know, you guys can go in. I have enough food." I say back.
In thoughts of true love, I thought about what I like in a boy:
-Him being himself.
Well, you just can't find that around here anymore. So I'm guessing I'll never find true love. *20 minutes later* "Back." Morgan shouts. "No need to scream m8." I shout back. "Whatever dork." Silent treatment has begun for Morgan at least 1 hour.
"Sara, we got you a drink that we thought you might enjoy." Dad says. He passes me the drink. Warning! It says. Only drink when extremely tired. "I can't drink this." I give it back to my dad. "Well nothing for you I guess." I sigh. When will this trip end?
