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I was sitting, waiting impatiently for Adam. All of a sudden, this red Toyota Tacoma flew into my driveway, screech. “Hey sweetie! Are you ready to go and eat?” he screamed out of his fire red truck. In the mean time, I was sitting there, glaring out the window, talking to myself like a harebrained would do, asking the stupidest questions, “Is he going to like my disturbed family? What is he going to think of my annoying redneck relatives? I hope he likes fish. Am I too dressed up for dinner?”
W arrived at my grandmothers’ house around 5:30, at once my aunt Gaye grabs me by the arms, “Hey girl! Give your favorite Aunt Gaye a hug!” pulling me under her arm. I yanked my head away, but I already got disillusioned by the smell of month old gym clothes. “And who is this fine young boy behind you?” I was so red by this point that I just took him to the kitchen, introduced him to the rest of my family, that was there.
While introducing Adam to Casey and Ben, Gracie, my three year old cousin, ran into me, knocked me off my feet, while giving me the biggest bear hug ever. She rapidly ran away just after noticing Adam; she is very shy. Adam and I began to laugh as Gracie ran into the wall. Lacey, my five year old cousin also Gracie’s big sister, runs straight up to Adam and gives him a hug; she is very sweet. Finally, after Adam met everyone but my parents, they showed up. “Hey mom and dad, this is Adam. He has met the rest of the family and it smells like dinner is ready. Shall we eat?” I rushed along so there wouldn’t be any embarrassment.
On the table, my grandmother arranged the food, placing each dish in its assigned place. The table was crawling with fried food: a huge pan of 100 crispy, crunchy fish, squishy hush puppies, and black tatter-tots, a bowl of bright green, grassy coleslaw, with a cottage cheese texture. Gross!
Piling food onto ours plates, Adam and I rushed outside to sit in front of the television in hopes for the game to be on. While eating I noticed that Adam was throwing away the fish tails, “Adam! What are you doing? You are supposed to eat the fish tail! Here let me show you.
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Zoom! He sped out of the drive way since he is already late.
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