School Of The Ozarks-Personal Narrative

After 4 years of patiently waiting and anticipating, the day finally arrived. Every year, the graduating class of School of the Ozarks gets the opportunity to travel to Greece and Italy for a nine-day excursion. As an underclassman, I always envied the seniors when Spring break came around, because of the amazing opportunity they had. Now, after a total of thirty-three hours of traveling, my body flopped on the cheap hotel bed in Athens, Greece. I buried my face in the pillow, waiting patiently my best friend to come in through the door. We planned on rooming together during the trip. Soon enough, the door opened behind me. I kept my head in my pillow, hoping to see my best friend. I lifted my head out of my pillow, to find not my best friend, but Ian Galey. My heart sank a little. I knew Ian in class as an acquaintance, but we were not friends outside of high school. I felt uncomfortable, knowing that this rooming arrangement may not work out. Ian flopped on the bed next to mine and pulled out …show more content…
He barely opened the curtain on the window, and started shining the laser at a vendor’s stand across the street. I stared at him in shock, amazed at his ability to cause chaos. At first, I avoid the situation entirely, but his giggling and obnoxious behavior gravitated me towards the window. For the next 45 minutes, Ian and I shinned the laser on people walking on the dark street below our room. Anytime someone attempted to see us, we would duck down below the window and laugh uncontrollably. At that moment, I knew that my preassumed opinion of Ian faded away, and that a new dawn of our friendship had begun. We spent the next 8 days goofing off, from throwing loose change into the Venetian canals from the terrace of a building, to angrily chasing hundreds of pigeons in St. Marcos Square. Ian and I became amazing friends after that, and I knew that our friendship will last