I heard the engine whistle up through my driveway; a man storming up and screaming at an inanimate object. Going over to look at my window I saw a two thousand and nine Toyota Prius. You could see the glistening light reflect off the overhead, the white looked as fresh as a freshly painted wall. The door slammed and my steady exhausted face turned upside down. I saw my nephew, he was dashing towards my house and sooner or later came out his dad from the driver's seat; though his face seemed blank and looked like he wanted to get out of my neighborhood as fast as possible.
They arrive at school Larry calm and collected as if a talking nutcracker is normal and Mr. Destry’s heart beating faster than ever. He puts Larry up in the front of the classroom and tells him he’s going to give Larry a signal when he wants him to “become” alive. The bell rings and the students rush into the classroom excited it’s their last day until Christmas break. “ Goodmorning class today we are going to be learning about the law of conservation in 30 minutes i’ll have a surprise for all of you” said Mr. Destry with conviction. “ You’re not going to bring that nutcracker to life are you” said a student in a mocking tone.
She’s at Forks Community Hospital.” I raced out of my room grabbing the keys to my dad’s truck, getting a questioning glace from both him and Leah. “Bella was in an accident..” I mumbled to them both making my way out the front door, almost forgetting Seth was still on the phone. “I’m on my way Seth, I’ll meet you there..” I was just about to snap my cell phone shut. “Jake!” Seth was screaming. “Edward is there.” Anger mixed with the worry that already filled my body, I didn’t even bother to ask why when I snapped my phone shut and climbed into my dad’s truck.
My sister acts as though she has a license and she looks around the car and says “I’m sorry I left it a home we were just going to the store to get my mother something because she is sick.” The officer says ok I will follow you home then. Once the officer gets back in his car we all start laughing while at the same time wondering if the police will ask to see our so called sick mother. We slowly take off heading back home thinking of things to tell my dad once he returns home. Pulling up at the house we all had a sigh of relief. We exit the car and expeditiously enter the house while waving at the police hoping he pulls off.
At 9:00 the children filed into their classrooms, hung their coats, talked to their friends and prepared for their day. The teacher began class at 9:05, and the weekend could not seem any further away. With only one more week of school until Holiday Recess, the children, the teachers and the faculty were ready for a productive school day, like all before. A 2010 Honda Civic pulled up to the school next to a “no parking zone”, and the driver approached the school at 9:30. He tried to open the front door, to find that they were locked, like they had every day before.
It snowed steadily all day, the sky was overcast and it was about nine degrees outside. The people seemed to be either extremely annoyed by the weather conditions or pretty happy. Inside the main lodge different groups ate, rested, played cards or stood in a never dying line at a make-shift Starbucks kiosk. I witnessed people grow quickly aggravated with trying to walk in ski boots while others sat and laughed at their falls on the slopes and discussed the winter Olympics. My friends that came with me to slopes that day never knew about my experiment until our day was over but I believe they did help my experiment in many ways.
Then she asked “When can I go home I have homework” Then Grace said “Yeah me too my parents will be worried” So the Sheriff said “Of course my apologies ladies we just wanted to be sure about Ramel make sure he didn’t have any plans” “Yeah he’s just a weirdo who’s also had a thing for Lila I don’t really think he can do any harm” Said Grace with an attitude. Meanwhile Ramel trying to lay low driving all back roads to his cousins so he can skip town since the police are now looking for him. James, Ramel’s cousin opens his door hearing Ramel’s car pull up he grabs a bag out of the trunk of his van. James has a fire going in the backyard he says “My sister is outback keeping the fire lit. Relax Ramel, I haven’t seen you since you were 12!” Ramel has his bag and heads through the house, it reeks of marijuana.
Fluffy white snow glistened on the ground a few weeks before Christmas, 2007. I have never been a fan of the cold, losing feeling in my limbs or wet saggy clothes, but I was determined to trudge my way to Potter’s Golf Course to sled ride with friends. That determination was shot down quickly, as Grandpa’s rusty, red Ford pick-up truck eased into the steep driveway. Excited to be out of school and out of the house for the day, I bolted out the door and right into Grandpa. He shrugged off the collision and smiled, “Where’re you headed kiddo?” Aggravated that I had to carry on a conversation I answered repulsively, “Potter’s to sled.” Instantly realizing the insolence of my answer, I attempted to make up for it with a genuine smile and playful pat on the back.
Since it was cold and miserable in the morning, I was not looking forward for this function. Before the event, my friends had warned me that I would leave with tears in my eyes and as a whole new person; I was determined that I would not turn weak and I would definitely not cry in front of other students. As I stepped off the bus, realization hit me in the face; a whole day off and I was at school instead of sleeping in and relaxing. “Lets just get this over with”, I thought with a yawn. Waiting for a hour in front of the gym for the doors to open at Invergarry Adult Education Center was definitely not described on the trip permission form.
The family leader (Jack) stepped out of the black saloon, walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. The inspector has a brief look, “okay clear!” exclaimed the inspector to his manager. “Have a safe journey” said the inspector politely. Many miles away from the border crossing half way through the motorway, the car was speeding through the green rural areas. “This is such a smoo….” uttered Jack; suddenly the car started shaking.