This chapter is dedicated to my best friend KerynneMcclelland . Thanks for being the first view and vote. The cart they used is in the media. (I was too lazy to crop out my percentage and stuff when I screenshotted a picture lol.)
After singing, no screaming, the lyrics to about four songs, we eventually arrived at the store.
"You ready?" I ask Ess.
"Ready as I'll ever be, boo."
We walk side by side into the store. Ess grabs a grocery cart, the ones that have two baskets that sit like bunk beds, and we head to the back of the store.
I get into the cart, obviously the top basket, and sit. I had my butt in the basket and my were legs hanging over the edge of said basket. Then Ess takes off.
We were flying when Ess trips. Meaning the cart goes forward. With me in it. I knew that if I tried to catch myself with my feet my butt would fall back words and my back would get smooshed, so I just opted for sticking my hands out.
The cart's handle dug into my back as I 'sat' smooshed between the ground and the cart. I looked like I was crawling, hands holding me up along with my knees. The cart's basket was laying on my legs with the handle digging into my back, as I already said.
"Oh my gosh, Alma! Are you okay?" Ess frantically asks me.
I start laughing, "I'm fine, Ess." She joins in until we're both cracking up(like eggs).
Someone clears their voice and Ess and I look up to see Jake.
"I got that whole thing on video. Even you guys laughing like you belong in a mental hospital."
Ess wipes the happy tears from her eyes, yes she's one of those people who cry when they laugh too hard, and speaks up.
"Let's see it."
The video was hilarious. A couple seconds after Ess started pushing me Jake had seen us and took a video. He got everything. The part when Ess tripped and all the rest. We were all laughing by the end of the video.
Then I got an idea.
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Somehow I convinced Jake and Ess to agree to my plan and now all three of us were in the parking lot with the football team. We had grabbed four regular carts and we're lined up in teams. Jake and Ess, Blake and me, Sam and Justin, and Collin and Greg.
The rest of the football team were here to, quietly, cheer. We were having a good 'ole fashioned grocery cart race.
Finn stood in front of us with his shirt in his hand as a GO flag. I got comfortable in the cart, sitting with my knees to my chest and my hands on the front of the cart. Blake was pushing me, Jake pushing Ess, Justin pushing Sam, and Collin pushing Greg.
"Are you ready?" Finn boomed.
"Hell yeah," I yelled. The others said things like;
"As ready as I'll ever be!"
"I was born ready." and
"Do you even need to ask?"
So Finn yelled, "Get set..."
Blake got in a running stance. "GO!"
We flew down the parking lot. Yes, down, the ground slanted.
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Ordinary People [DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]
Humor"I don't work at being ordinary." - Paul McCartney DON'T COPY IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. (Description is in the first part, 'Ordinary People Intro')