This Greaser Is Gold

The Love Letter

The morning alarm clock rang so loud in my ear.

I cheerfully turned it off and rose out of bed feeling happy.

Then, realization hit me and everything that went on last night came to mind.

I fell back down on my bed and moped.

I asked myself, "Should I even go to school today?"

I got up once again and started making my way towards the mailbox.

When I opened it, there were lots of letters but only one blue envelope for me.

I closed the mailbox and started to walk back inside when I heard a car honk.

At first, I didn't even think it was at me, but when I turned around I saw the driver was looking directly at me.

He yelled at me, "Hey, You! Stop-"

After that it was all cuss words and inappropriate talk.

I was so mad and let my emotions get the best of me so I looked at the ground.

Rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks.

Hmmm...which one should I use first?

Oh, I know I'll start with this very large one the biggest of them all.

I don't know how but when I threw it at the car so hard it knocked the windshield wipers off.

My jaw dropped because I so did not mean to that and apologized.

I said, "Sorry..."

He yelled back, "Your sorry? Your sorry?! You little idiot look what you did to my car!"

I said back, "I meant that I was sorry about your face I feel bad for people who have to look at it all day!"

He got out of his car grabbing the broken windshield wipers and throwing them at me.

I picked them up off the ground and saw he was walking angrily towards me.

I hurriedly ran inside my house and slammed the door behind me.

I locked it really tight hearing him beat on it yelling for me to come out.

Scared, I locked all the doors and windows in the house.

I placed my letter on the living room glass table.

I picked up the phone and called for the Curtis's.

A voice asked, "Hello?"

I answered back, "Hey, this is Emma, who is this?"

The voice said back, "Hey Emma, it's Soda, how are you?"

I said out of breath, "Horrible....I have a guy at my house......trying to kill me."

He asked, "Really, I'll be on my way."

I could hear the guy outside saying, "I'm not gonna leave until you come out!"

He was definitely a greaser absolutely no question there.