I wait under a tree, as anyone could see. I watch the leaves flutter by, and let out a loud sigh. As I wait for my ride.
I want to do some work while I wait, for when my ride comes to this place. I willing to wait as long as it will take, and imagine I'm near a beautiful lake. But I will not lie, I'm bored out of my mind, as I wait for my ride.
I watch the cars pass me, and I wipe the dirt from my knees. I wish I could do something fun, but my homework is almost done. So I take at my work and put my phone on the side, and start writing my papers and confide, my textbook as I wait for my ride.
I wish the sun was not so hot, as I wait near the parking lot. I feel like I could die, so I hope the sun will be more kind, as I wait for my ride.
My cellphone buzzes on the ground, making a ringing noise annoyingly loud. I pick it up to hear that my drivers in line, a line to long to define, and I get up and walk, after we had our talk, to the place where I will find, my driver waiting in my ride.