I can feel my phone vibrating up against my leg, which makes me want to drive my leg down even harder onto the gas pedal. When I got a chance, I checked my phone to see who it was. Sure enough, it was my girlfriend, Kendall Ciantar. She had called me and texted many times. It seemed to me that she was getting worried about me. I rushed on over to Tropical Smoothie, to pick out her favorite smoothie, the kiwi quencher. I just know Kendall is sitting at home, thinking about me at this moment. I was still pretty far away from Tropical Smoothie, about ten minutes. Then had to drive all the way to her house, which is about another ten minutes from Tropical Smoothie. Looking at all the missed texts and calls made as scared as a little kid realizing he was next to a spider. …show more content…
The adrenaline pumping. I needed to hurry, so now I’m going ten over the speed limit. When I arrived at Tropical Smoothie, I sprint into there, buy a larger smoothie and sprint back to my car. Then I raced down Ann Arbor road to get to Kendall’s house faster. Again, going ten over the speed limit so Kendall does not have to freak out about me anymore. As soon as I pulled into her driveway, I called her and told her to come outside. Then I pulled out her favorite smoothie, and gave her a huge hug. I could tell she adored what I did, because she held me so close and tight. We hung out at her house for the est of the day, playing video games and watching movies in her living room, on her couch. When she finished her smoothie, I threw it away in the trash, which was all the way in the kitchen. Then we resumed to our lazy, comfortable