Narrator: The weather was perfect for a Fall day in Dallas, Texas. September had just begun and the wind was cool with the bright sun. The streets were calm considering the usual buzz. It seems that nothing could disturb this ever so pea-
Me: BEAU, HURRY THE HELL UP! JESUS CHRIST MAN, WE'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS ALL SUMMER AND YOU'RE STILL SLOW AS PIXAR IS AT MAKING MOVIES!
Narrator: Oh god, can I please get one day without these people fighting over some stupid crap.
Me: *points up* You're not helping!
Beau: HEY! I HAVE MY RIGHTS!
Me: HOW DOES THAT RELATE AT ALL!? Cut the crap, man. Like seriously; we planned this all summer and you're still behind?
Michelle: *coming through front door* What's taking so long!?
Me: Do I even have to explain at this point?
Michelle: Not really, no. Just come on, we're going to be the only ones late for the flight, and Oliver and Sabi are getting annoyed too.
Me: Tell them I'm coming. Beau, just get your stuff organized already. The movers are almost at the house, so all you really need are a couple pairs of clothing and stuff so you don't get bored.
Beau: Look, I forgot some stuff while packing. Plus, I can't find my special flask. I'll be down in a' bit, kay?
Me: If you're not in the car in 3 minutes, I'm kicking you in the balls when you do get there.
Narrator: *looks at you* See the stuff I have to put up with every day? Why did I have to narrate the numbskull's life? Now the dude's life I have to narrate goes by Andy. He's 25, 5'9", Italian slash Spanish, and single *uses narration fingers* "by choice". His life is somewhat of a shit storm, but we'll get to that later in the series. For some reason he decided to seclude himself in a large group of friends, thus making it harder to know each character personally. Anyway, it seems that they have finally finished planning the big trip they were planning all year and are on their way to the airport.
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Me: Aaaannn-
Beau: *sits in the back seat of the car, breathing heavily* I'm here, I'm here, I'm here!
Sabi: Well it's about time, you cuck.
Me: Well since everybody is here, put your seat belts on and brace yourselves! It's going to be a bumpy ride to the airport. *steps on gas*
Narrator: Now dashing to the airport, he struggles to meet up with all the friends that decided to ride the plane with him. Like 11 more people or something, it's ridiculous. Let's just hope nothing happe-
Me: Don't jinx it.
Beau: I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!
Me: I wasn't talking to you! *points to Beau* Now shut up so I can drive without running into some frail old woman. *drives up to crosswalk with an old lady taking a while to walk across* You know what? Keep talking...
Beau: Did you-
Oliver: *covers Beau's mouth at god-like speed* I swear if you cause that old woman any harm, I will cut off both your dick and balls and force them so far up your ass you won't be able to be to breathe.
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The Great Adventure
HumorMe: *a young adult with short black hair, tan skin, and hazel eyes sipping tea on a love seat by the fire place while wearing a flower pattern robe* Oh hey, I didn't see you there. Not really though. I heard the door open. Anyway, I guess you'd like...