"Savannah, will you stop by McDonalds please" I begged my sister.
My name is Giselle, my sister is Savannah and our niece is Taylor. We are heading towards New York to go backstage to a boy band called 'Take over the World'.
"Only if you say it with a cherry on top" Savannah said with an additude that speaks 'I'm am so getting what I want'.
I knew that the only I could get a hot chocolate was to beg so I begged." Savannah , could we please go to McDonalds with a cherry on top along with all with all those 'stupid' boy band posters". I looked her in the eye mischievously and grinned waiting for a reply...
"And I thought you wanted to go and get a hot chocolate".
I guess I deserved that but I was not packing down. So I looked her in the eye and replied "You will take me or... I will tell everyone about that cardboard cut-out of Channing Tatum shirtless!" as much as I know people like that, it is so scary!!!
"You got me we'll be there in five minutes. She gave up, time to party WHOOP WHOOP that never EVER happens.
~~~~6 MINUTES LATER~~~
We pulled up at the sparkling McDonalds. I walked in...
There were three people in the room. The cashier and two customers including me, the other customer was a boy around my age, he was handsome, tall and looked like he was about to punch something... or someone.
He has blonde hair, bright blue eyes, tanned skin and adorable dimples that would make any girl weak in the knees.
"WHERE IS MY LATTE?!" he yelled, and I thought someone killed his dog. He then turned to me."WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!"
Lets just say that when people are angry and are yelling at me for no reason my instincts bite back..."you, do you have a problem with that?" I gulped, where the heck did that come from.
"Excuse me, who do you think you are?'' he said and again I replied before I could bite my tongue.
"Okay, lets start this of fresh, I am Giselle and you are?.." I said sarcastically, this time he looked startled, until he stormed out before i could see a new reaction.
"Well you must be very brave to stand up to him." She says.
What does she mean?
Is he a criminal?
"Uhh... what do you mean? I she a-a cri-iminal? *gulp*" I say as my hands are shaking.
"No, of course not. So what would you like?" She said.
"Oh, umm 1 hot chocolate and a caramel slice please." I said and got them 5 minutes later.
