“Come on, Keaton, do this one thing for me! I’m already suffering this road trip with you, might as well give me this one thing in return!” Skye stomped onto the floor of the car, while it drove down the dusty roads of Arizona. She knew she was being ridiculous, but if she didn’t stop, she wouldn’t get what she wanted, and Skye always got what she wanted. “You don’t think I'm suffering enough also? Don’t try to make this any more painful then it already is.” Keaton rolled his eyes for the millionth time on this road trip. Skye wouldn’t let up, and knowing her, she wouldn’t stop until she got was she wanted, because Skye always got what she wanted. “This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, don’t let this go to waste! Please?!?!? I’ll …show more content…
He spots a rock on the ground, and thinking it’s light enough, kicks it in frustration. But, instead, he stubs his toe extremely hard and he has to bite down on his lip to stop himself from crying. Great, Keaton, he thinks, You’ve been having a great day. The sun starts to set and the bright colors of the Grand Canyon are slowly fading for the night. Skye finally reaches the rendezvous point, map in hand, and spots the tour guide. What’s his name again? Oh yeah, Benjamin. “Hey, Benny. I think we’re going to skip the museum tour, we have to head to our campus.” She smiles at the old man, and he only frowns even more. “That’s a shame, I was really looking forward to dragging around barely legal kids who have nothing better to do than waste their money on seeing the Grand Canyon and making out in front of the horrified tour guide.” He smiles sarcastically and turns toward the elevator, beginning to walk back to the building. “When did we even make out--- wait, what about Keaton? Where is he?” She glances around, worried, but she tries not to show it on her face. She shouldn’t care. Not after everything happened. “Don’t know, don’t care. I just know you two had a set time ot be back. If he’s not back, he’s staying out there.” He continues to walk, while Skye becomes more