(Miles pov)
It was the day of my birthday. I was hoping my parents would take me and get my license. I got up and went down stairs.
"Hay"
"Hay miles* said Jackson
"So wares my gift you short ass"
"Oh ummmm" *runs upstairs*
"Well i guess that's a no"
*walks outside* "today's gonna be a good day" *walks back inside*
*mom walks down stairs*
"Hay mom"
"Hi miles"
"How are you feeling?"
"Good? What do you want?"
"Weeelllll I wanted to get my license today"
"Miles you know we have plans to do stuff today"
"Wtf you know I wanted to go get it today. I hope you die."
"Miles stop"
*goes upstairs and slams door*
*lays on beds* "I fucking hate them"
*mom, dad, and Jackson leave* "finally thay left"
*thay drop off Jack at his friends house then go drive around for alittle. Thay are driving on a back road when...*
