The Summer Before he Left

Chapter 20: Blair

       "We woke up at exactly eight this morning. So we only have about 23 hours left so that's good." I said when he got out of his truck.

       "It's going to be a long day." he said stretching.

        "I am aware." We then started running on our usual route.

        "We are really going to have to book it if we want to fit the rest of the list in."

        "I am aware."

          And I was very aware of it and it pissed me off. It's so selfish of my dad to do that to us. I know it was completely stupid for us to fall asleep together at Captain Ron's. But it was a complete accident I swear! I just don't know how I can handle not being able to see Drew I week less then I was supposed too. It makes me so mad. I hate it. But I guess I'm lucky that I even get to still see him.

          We finished our run and went over to Drew's place for weights. We finished pretty quickly and we moved a few spots on the Monopoly bore. While playing we started to discuss the plans for the day.

          "Well sense we are staying up 24 hours we need to do exiting things, but the problem is we will have to be home at a certain time so you don't get in trouble." He said moving his Monopoly piece to St. James Place.

         "Well there is a concert tonight to far away, only like 45 minutes. I've looking at different concerts we could go to. This one is out doors, and we can just pay there. It's not a big concert but if has some good people." Sarge came running over and jumped up onto the couch by me.

          "Who's ganna be there?"

          "Gloriana and Brantley Gilbert."

           "Noice! Oh! And afterwords at like midnight we can find a corner and duet, but we should make sure not many people are around though."

          "Yes! What should we duet too?" I asked.

           "Uhhh.." He paused as he thought. "We can figure that out there. I'll bring my guitar."

           "You owe me $16 for rent." I said looking at the bored. He glared at me and handed over the money. I got up from the couch and sat the puppy down on the floor. "We're going to Walmart."

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            At Walmart we went and only got two thing sand that was a coloring book and crayons because we have to finish a whole entire coloring book, so why not start now? On our way home we stopped at a Taco Bell and got lunch. When we started looking for a page to color. 

           "Why am I doing this?" he asked. "It's pointless, what are we going to do with the pictures?"

            "You can take them with you to Afghanistan."

           He laughed, "Oh, yes of course." He flipped through the book and found a picture of some dinosaur. "Velosaraptor!" He exclaimed tearing it out.

           "That doesn't even fly. It's not a Velosaraptor." I said as I ripped out a picture of a Toucan.

            "It is what I want it to be." He said as he began coloring.

              We colored for about an hour and thirty minutes. He wouldn't stop complaining about how bad his hands hurt. He can man up. We got a good five pictures each done. They look pretty good. Except his coloring ability was questionable.