My Highway to Hell

My Highway to Hell

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It's been 2 weeks since Parker told me I "owe him something." I've seen him a total of 7 times, and have earned a total of 20 winks 13 glances 6 smirks And about 0 words I can't take the suspense anymore. What kind of weirdo tells you that you owe them something but not what. BRRRINNGGGG Ughh I really need to start paying attention in class, welp at least we do reviews on Fridays. I start to pack up, and was half way out the door when... -.- My Highway to hell is full of unknown surprises. The plot twists are literally crazy. This is not some book about a girl who is boy craZed. It actually goes way deeper than 'boys'. Family is really important. And as teenagers we often take them for granted. We kids get into fights with our parents and act like the world is over and 'I hate everything' I was aiming for something that would make people open their eyes. I want people to change the way people look at each other. I want people to go out their way and ask their friends how they are doing. Maybe ask if our moms or dads need help with things. The simple things count. I'think I did a pretty good job. Read and find out. :)
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"H-hey.. You know..." Work brain, work. "What?" he hisses. "Um... I-I think I need my inhaler. It's in the bag," great, nice move. But my hope shatters into pieces when he rummages through my bag instead. "Where the heck did you put it," he asks, or maybe states as he isn't looking at me. "NO. Just give me my freakin' bag. Fast!" I try one last time. And lucky enough, he gives up. He brings the bag to me hastily. I redeem it, throw it back on the 'other side' along with myself. I run for my life. I hear whistles and of course, rainbow of curses, on the other side of the world. Well, I guess I'll just have to return to plan A. ~~~

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