We completed watching all in 8 hours, the parts: The Hunger Games; The Hunger Games: Catching Fire; The Hunger Games: Mockingjay: Part I; and The Hunger Games: Mockingjay: Part II; and by around 4 in the morning, we decided to catch some sleep.
At about 7, I and Logan woke up, so that his parents don't get suspicious about us bunking school. We waited for them to leave, and after they did, we went back and slept again, for a while. At about 11, we got back up. We ate some cereal, very silently, must I add, and got back to our rooms to get dressed for the day.
I was wearing a dark grey sweatshirt that said "Normal Is Boring", paired with a light blue ripped jeans and a pair of really awesome universe themed converse. Logan was also wearing a black sweatshirt that said "Hakuna Matata" with black skinny jeans and white Vans.
"Hope you slept well after the movies?" He asked me in his cute British accent, once we both came back down and sat on his huge couch.
"Yes I did. So, where are we headed off to now?" I couldn't help but blush when I noticed that he was eyeing me from head to toe. Creepy, you'd say, but it didn't seem so.
"Well, we could drive to Chinatown, eat there, be there for a while, and then, maybe go to Golden Gate Park. Then, considering we have school tomorrow, and can't miss much of it, we come back home. This seems an okay enough plan, right?"
"Well, honestly, it's better than okay. So, shall we leave?"
"Yes."
We left precisely at half past 11, and walked to Chinatown, considering its proximity from Logan's house. After 30 minutes of walking, we were at the main entry point of Chinatown. We walked through the place a bit, searching for someplace to eat, as it was already noon. While walking, we started memorizing locations of shops to visit after lunch so that we could shop for a few things on our way out of Chinatown.
We finally decided on eating at Hong Kong Clay. There, we ordered a plate of Pot Stickers, two Beef Stew Clay Pots, and a plate of Honey Walnut Prawns. While eating, we made small conversation. By half past one, we were done with our meal.
After we were done with our meal, we went back to the shops where we had seen things that we'd wanted to buy. I brought a cute little tea set, made out of China. Logan bought a pretty painting for his mother, which I had picked out, after he pestered me to help him. I also bought a few charms to put in my room later when I would go back home, and also picked a few for Logan and Brianna, without his knowledge about them, as a 'thank you gift'. After buying these things, we left Chinatown to go to the Golden Gate Park. Within another 15 minutes, we were at the park. We roamed about a bit, taking goofy pictures of each other whenever we could.
Finally, at about 15 - 20 minutes to 4, we settled down to sit on a bench, considering we ran like maniacs around the park.
"So, how was our date at the 'Traveler' our second? You never told me", I spoke after a couple of minutes of peaceful and not-so-awkward-yet-awkward silence.
"Well, our first date was back in third grade. I had taken you out to the local park and then we ate ice cream. Lots of ice cream." I swear his British accent will be the death of me.
"Oh", said I; and we drifted back into our peaceful and not-so-awkward-yet-awkward silence.
"I think we should leave. Unless, of course, you have something on your mind," he said about what felt like 10 years, but was actually 10 minutes.
"I guess I do have something on my mind." A sly smirk took place on my now gloss-less lips.
"And... Should I be worries about it?"
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Runaway
Adventure"Have you ever just wanted to do something, anything, that stops the hurting? Have you ever wanted to end it all and not suffer anymore? Have you ever just wanted to.... Runaway?" Sarah is just another girl. But she has her struggles. What happens...
