I gripped the styrofoam cup and took a sip.
I felt the tears prickle up in my eyes but for no reason at all.
I jumped in the car and slammed the door shut, flipped my fringe in front of my eyes.
It was quiet for once, my mom usually talked during these rides home.
I stared in front of me and watched things slow down,
But then I looked there beside me and suddenly we were going one hundred miles per hour.
My eyes moved back and forth between the two windows.
I hid my face without looking suspicious and let a few tears fall.
I pushed the seat down so I could lay down, so I didn't have to see the speeds of which we went.
I closed my eyes as more of my hair fell in my face.
Hopefully we will get home soon so I don't have to watch this race.
