I wake up and look outside. It's raining. Great. I get up and get dressed into a dark blue shirt that goes to my elbows. I also wear black jeggings. I hop down the stairs and sit at the end of the table. I start scoffing down the bacon and eggs in front of me and run upstairs to get my things and leave. Just before i could leave though a yell stops me.
"Wait up!" I turn around to see the one and only Patrice. She wears a really high pink skirt with a tight black shirt. It finishes just below her chest. I sigh and look up at the ceiling. She walks over to me her chest bouncing as she walks. As she gets close i open the door and walk out. Patrice follows.
"I didn't know you were old enough to drive!" She says following finding it hard to walk in her massively high high-heels.
"I'm not" i say as i walk past the car "We are walking"
She shrieks and stops dead in her tracks
"I'm not walking!"
"Well no one can drive us! You are going to have to walk" i say as i continue. This is going to be one hell of a walk.