I got up early the next morning to get back on the road. I was on the road by 8:30 and I was blaring music to keep me awake. I was determined to get to Florida soon. I just wanted to forget about California. So a hour later when I got a flat tire you could say I was beyond pissed. Seeing as I didn't know a thing about changing a tire and I was in the middle of no where. I did what any sane person would do I kicked the tire so hard I think I broke my foot. After my tantrum I flagged down a driver which just so happened to be a guy and I asked him if he knew how to change a tire.
"Well of course I know how to change a tire. Every body should." He replied as to say duh to my face. Well im sorry I never learned Mr goody two shoes.
"Could you please change my tire for me?" I asked sweetly although on the inside I was fuming.

"Yeah I guess I could do that it might cost you though." He said

"Well I can pay you for your time. That's all I got to offer I don't really live around here." I replied trying to control my temper

So we agreed on a price even though I didn't want to pay the jerk anything. He did change my tire so I can't really complain to much. Belly aching never got any one any where. So I drove on stopping at a gas station to get some junk food and gas. I was still sitting at the gas station when my phone started ringing I answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" I answered

"Do you think that if you keep running It'll save you from me? Cause it won't I'll always find you brat." He replied sending shivers down my back. I hung up quickly and threw my phone in the floor taking deep breaths trying to calm down. Then I got back on the road when I got to the next stop I'd called my cell phone carrier to change my number.