This story is about Grover and how he found the love of his life. (Yes, he said we can write this.)
Now, it all started when my friends, Gabriel, Carlos, and I were waiting for Grover (he was coming into school late). He is a very good friend of ours, and Carlos and his twin brother, Oscar had known Grover longer than I knew Oscar and Carlos (I know it's not important, but whatever). Anyway, Grover came running up to us with great excitement, and said, "Guess what? I found the most beautiful girl!" Carlos asked, "What does she look like?"Gabriel asked, "Where did you meet her?" Grover answered, "I saw her yesterday in the halls, she was at her locker, and I know exactly what she looked like." "Then show us!!" exclaimed Gabriel. Grover answered, "I won't show you. I'll draw it for you!"
Grover drew the picture after 15 minutes. The girl had fair colored skin, freckles on her face, orange-red hair, brown eyes, star earrings, and a pink bow in her hair. Her clothes consisted of a pink and white checkered tank top, a maroon skirt, a yellow sweatshirt, and white tennis sneakers. And red nails, which Gabriel said, "do you guys know what that means?" Carlos shook his head. "She must be a PROST—" Grover covered his mouth. "Shut up! She could hear you!" Grover whispered sharply.
After he drew the picture, Carlos asked, "Where is she now? Like, what class?" Then, the bell rang. "Ah shit, we gotta get to class," said Gabriel. "We'll meet for gym, sound good?" I asked. Grover and Carlos agreed. Gabriel had a class while we were in gym, so there's that.
