Class had been let out, Me, Darren, and Mark, were already set, we knew what we had to do, and we were going to do it as a group. The halls were filled with noise, friends socializing with friends and talking, our conversations joining theirs. We rushed, as the school would enter lockdown shortly, Darren had no time to go to his locker, nor did Mark. I didn’t need to, I carry everything with me.
After properly gearing up in warmer clothes, we all head outside, where our bikes await us out in the cold, sun-less day. Mark, being the perfectionist he is, puts on his helmet, but neither Darren nor I do. As we set off toward the downtown Tim Horton’s, my bike’s brakes decide to malfunction, almost making me go out into the road, but I saved myself by scraping my feet on the pavement below. Luckily, there were no cars in sight, but regardless, it was still frightening.
Ahead, we arrived, whereas Mark and I went to a table with our laptops, and Darren proceeded to order something, returning shortly after with a drink of some sort, and a small box of Tim-Bits. I was of course, playing Minecraft, but a Creeper blew up and killed me, so I rage-quit and went to work on my assignment. I looked around, and saw a dark-tan Asian-man with a laptop – just like my friend, Mark. The irony killed me, I was going to write the same thing about Mark, actually, but now I’m writing about that.
My laptop battery was dying, and it was almost time to leave, anyways, so I packed up and went outside, as did my friends. The ride back was difficult, as it was somehow colder, and all up-hill. We locked up our bikes, and proceeded up to the library to play games. Awe yeah.
After properly gearing up in warmer clothes, we all head outside, where our bikes await us out in the cold, sun-less day. Mark, being the perfectionist he is, puts on his helmet, but neither Darren nor I do. As we set off toward the downtown Tim Horton’s, my bike’s brakes decide to malfunction, almost making me go out into the road, but I saved myself by scraping my feet on the pavement below. Luckily, there were no cars in sight, but regardless, it was still frightening.
Ahead, we arrived, whereas Mark and I went to a table with our laptops, and Darren proceeded to order something, returning shortly after with a drink of some sort, and a small box of Tim-Bits. I was of course, playing Minecraft, but a Creeper blew up and killed me, so I rage-quit and went to work on my assignment. I looked around, and saw a dark-tan Asian-man with a laptop – just like my friend, Mark. The irony killed me, I was going to write the same thing about Mark, actually, but now I’m writing about that.
My laptop battery was dying, and it was almost time to leave, anyways, so I packed up and went outside, as did my friends. The ride back was difficult, as it was somehow colder, and all up-hill. We locked up our bikes, and proceeded up to the library to play games. Awe yeah.
