I heard my scooter wheels harshly scratching against the rocky pavement. I glanced up to see a very unfamiliar place and Pearl, my best friend. I felt my stomach growl a roar of hunger calling for food as I remembered the lunch I had a lengthy and tiring 4 hours ago. I wanted to go back to Pearl’s house to play so dreadfully. We were lost and we needed to get back home, soon. It all started when we were playing on Pearl’s driveway. We heard loud, high pitched, music booming from the icecream truck that flew by. Since Pearl and I adored ice cream we chased after with alacrity, but we didn’t with her mom first. We scootered down many streets, up many cold u sacs, and saw various stretching driveways that seemed to go on forever. Until we realized
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She gave us refreshing lemonade that for some reason tasted like the finest and freshest thing I had ever tasted. We sat at her dining room table with a huge chandelier hanging over our heads while we told her the entire story from begin to end. While we were chatting we learned that her name was Betty and she happened to be very polite and friendly.
“You youngsters should call your mother on my cell phone,” Betty suggested. We ended up calling Pearl’s mom in the click of a few buttons, and explaining to her where we were so she could come pick us up. After many minutes of waiting for Pearl’s mom we decided to say our goodbyes and thank yous to Betty. We were going to go out and find her ourselves. We both ended up stopping because we were so exhausted from our long day. The two of us awaited for her mom to arrive while we relaxed on the cool pavement in our ragged worn out jean
She gave us refreshing lemonade that for some reason tasted like the finest and freshest thing I had ever tasted. We sat at her dining room table with a huge chandelier hanging over our heads while we told her the entire story from begin to end. While we were chatting we learned that her name was Betty and she happened to be very polite and friendly.
“You youngsters should call your mother on my cell phone,” Betty suggested. We ended up calling Pearl’s mom in the click of a few buttons, and explaining to her where we were so she could come pick us up. After many minutes of waiting for Pearl’s mom we decided to say our goodbyes and thank yous to Betty. We were going to go out and find her ourselves. We both ended up stopping because we were so exhausted from our long day. The two of us awaited for her mom to arrive while we relaxed on the cool pavement in our ragged worn out jean