It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner, “Joe,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jackie, and she sounds upset.” As I stormed downstairs to pick up the phone, I was fuming. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another arbitrary adventure with Jackie. Thirty minutes later, however, Jackie’s silver Mustang convertible swung into our driveway, and Jackie was obnoxiously railing on her car horn before the car came to a full stop. Grabbing my coat from the couch, I walked through my front door with all the enthusiasm of a man going to stand before a firing squad. Honestly, I have no idea how to describe Jackie. Her spontaneous personality and in a continual need for extravagant …show more content…
Being her best friend, I unfortunately, would be the first recruit for her adventures. Whenever I answered Jackie’s late-night phone calls, she would always start by saying, “you ready for another late-night adventure?” If I had a dime for each time I heard that phrase. “Eh, I guess,” was my common response. Except for one night, two days before our first last day of High School. With my dad calling me from downstairs and telling me that someone was on the phone, I immediately knew it was Jackie. My sigh echoed through my house. “Jackie, can you seriously stop with the adventures. We have two days left of summer before senior year and I don 't wanna be out super late.” “Sounds good Joe, I will be over in thirty see ya soon!” Jackie happily shouted into the phone. This phrase accurately describes Jackie. She never cared what anyone else thinks about anything. Having gone on more adventures than I can remember, she is very persistent with always having me by her side. I never understood why me? I hated these adventures. Jackie is very loquacious about the most obscure stuff and rants to me about her life, which never made these adventures fun. “Are you kidding me!” Slamming the phone onto the kitchen …show more content…
Their lights reflecting off the dashboard of Jackie 's car. Hearing the cop car doors slam shut and their footsteps getting louder and louder as they approach the car my heart started to beat faster than before. The cops pull open Jackie’s car doors, pulling us out of the front seats. I feel the fabric of the seat belt burn against my neck as the cop throws me onto the ground. I completely zoned out after that. I felt limp and taken control of. All the cops were definitely screaming at us, I heard none of it, I only saw their mouths moving. Completely oblivious to everything around me, I can only remember getting shoved into the back of a police car. Panicking for about 20 minutes, in the back of the police car, until we arrived at the station, I was thinking about what is gonna happen next: will my future be ruined, will the cops ever believe me, or even could I spend the rest of my life in jail for a crime I did not commit. It was now around 3am, when we get to the station the cops tell us both to get some sleep and they will interrogate us in the morning. I woke up around 7 am to the sound of the jail cell door pushed