As I was in my room, I was thinking about the invitation to Senior Week.
Hey mom, may I go to Senior Week with Fiore and Tristan? I asked. You can go if your room is clean to my standards. Rachelle replied. Alright mom, look at my room. As she walked to my room. It is for your approval, right? I asked. Don't be a little smartass with me. Rachelle replied. Sorry mom, I really want to have memories. I replied. My mom looked at my face. So I can go now? I asked. Sure, I want you to be happy and safe. Rachelle replied. My mom smiled at me. I can tell from her eyes she wasn't ready for me to leave. I called Fiore. She is on board with our trip. Izumi replied. I will be over in an hour with Tristan. Fiore replied. Tristan worked today? I asked. He did an 8-3 today. Fiore replied. I packed my cute outfits and shoes. I looked at my picture of my mom and I in Vegas on my Sweet Sixteenth. She was so happy. It has been years since that day. I got everything together with a few snacks for the road. When Fiore pulled up outside, I was ready for the adventure to begin. I thought. Izumi, Fiore and Tristan are outside waiting for you! Rachelle yelled. Come to Izumi, gas isn't free! Fiore yelled. I'm coming! I yelled. I ran down the stairs with my suitcase in hand. Tristan was at the door. He grabbed my bag and put in the trunk and we drove off. Have an enjoyable trip, you all! Rachelle yelled. Bye mom! I yelled. Do nothing I wouldn't do! Rachelle yelled. My mom sent us off. Let's make memories of this road trip. I agree with that. Tristan replied.
That night we made memories and much more.
Stay Tuned for Part Two.