Leave Me Behind

Looking down the highway

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--- little ale xD

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Chapter three: Looking down the highway

By the time I return home it's 5:45. Everyone who is going with me is there along with others who came to say good-bye. Tears immediately rush down my face as I see everyone with presents. I hear faint barks from a black ford f250. I laugh at Rocky's face in the window.

I spend the next 15 minutes saying goodbye over and over again. People seem to hate the fact that I'm going away. After what seems to be forever everyone who needs to leave is suddenly gone. In the end we take three cars. Roberto's, my mom's and my motorcycle. I travel alone with my backpack. Then it's Roberto with Rosie and Rocky. Last is my mom with everyone else.

We drove down to the highway an got on the 605 south. I was in the front of the parade because I knew the way and honestly mom couldn't be in front of me. Her and her sudden stops. As I drove down the highway memories came and tears were warning me to come out. We had driven for five straight hours. Looking down at my dash board I could see that I was running low on gas. I signaled to go out of the highway and left.

Once we got out of the highway we found a gas station and fueled up. I began to notice how numb and tired I was once I stood up. I looked around to see where we were at, I saw a familiar hotel. It was the reception for our junior year dance. I remember how hard we hard we had worked to just get enough money to pay for it. Memories were running into my head once again but were blocked by a bark.

Rocky came running up to me happy to be able to stretch his legs for a while. "Hey big guy, I'm tired too so easy on the legs yea?" somehow Rocky understood and backed off. I looked up and saw how everyone was tired. Roberto looked tired and mom looked the same. " Hey we should book some rooms to sleep. I think us drivers are tired right??" Every one looks at my mom and Roberto. "Yea Jojo we should, but where?" mom asked as she stretched. A smile comes up to my face and I point across the street.

"I have connections mom." A devilish smile comes up. I look at iPhone and search my contacts and find the one I want. I test my mister opus person and wait for my reply. I hear it vibrate check it's response and get on my motorcycle "come on let's go I need to sleep"

We arrive at the lobby. I search for Minnie. " Hey I'm over here" I turn as I hear Minnie. A smile comes to my face. Memories try to flush in but I try to forget as Minnie goes to the counter. "Hey can we get 4 rooms Minnie??" She types something into the computer and frowns. " Well I only have three Jojo. All of them have three beds the kitchen and living room and they are suites." Everyone mumbled and I toughy of it. How was I gonna fit 6 teenagers and two adults along with a dog and me.... "Alright Minnie give me the rooms please." she nodded and provided with the paper work

"Ok u guys boys will sleep in one suite and the others in the other. Roberto you will sleep in the last one. Mom Minnie says that one suite has a spare room so you will get that one which is where the girls will sleep. Are we all good?" they look at each other and mumble for a bit but then Sebastian speaks up "yea Jojo it's ok we are good" they get their luggage along with their keys. "Go to the rooms I'm gonna go get something to eat guys" I said as they looked to me. Hey mod and leave

I turn and look at Minnie "I'm sorry about Canelo, Jojo I know what he meant to you. And I know how hard it is for you to come back and actually sleep in the same room." I smiled gratefully and just hug her. I started to cry and let it all out just because I couldn't in front of anyone else. We stayed there for 20 minutes. Then I let to and said "thanks Minnie you don't know how much it means to me. I couldn't go back in there and act like nothing was going on." We talked for a while longer before going up.