I looked at the tickets in my hand, and then imagined the smile on Joshua’s face as I handed him a new guitar. I quickly put the tickets up for sale on the internet, and in less than five minutes I had an offer. A girl messaged me and said that she would give me $20 more than asking price. The girl and I met at the local music store, and she gave me the $200, and I grudgingly handed over my two BTS concert tickets. The girl thanked me and walked away as quickly as a cheetah, like if she didn’t I would change my mind and take the tickets back. I finally walked in the music shop, and I looked around at all the guitars before finding one that was blue and black, two of his favorite colors. The guitar jumped down from the shelf and into …show more content…
Finally, the door creaked open and in walked my husband of two years. His chocolate brown hair and matching eyes lit up at the sight of me, and he hurried over to give me a giant hug. He smelled like vanilla, my favorite scent, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. He smiled and reached behind his back and pulled out a small gift bag and said, “I got this for you, and in my opinion, it’s the perfect gift for you.” I pulled away the paper to reveal a card and a paper talking about a booked hotel room. “So, you know how that BTS concert is a few hours away? I decided that I didn’t want you driving home late at night so I booked a hotel room for you right next to the venue, and the card is to buy some merchandise. Don’t you just love it!” Joshua’s smile fell as he saw my eyes widen with panic. “I love it Josh, but I sold my tickets to buy your gift.” I handed him the new guitar, “I saw you always looking at new guitars so I thought I would buy you one.” His face looked slightly panicked, “I sold all of my sheet music and guitar picks to buy your gift. I guess that means that both of gifts are a bit useless.” He just chuckled and wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me over to our fireplace where we stayed the rest of the
As you walk apprehensively onto the stage, the large audience howls those infamous expressions. You nervously seat yourself beside your fiancée not knowing what to expect; you are nervous and overcome with anxiety. Finally, Jerry, in his scratchy, high-pitched voice, utters those predictable words, "So, don't you have something to tell your boyfriend?" She turns to you, holding your hand in the most gentle and loving manner, gazes into your eyes and says, "Remember about four months ago when I disappeared that night at your parent's house? Well, that night your sister and I went to your old room and had a long talk. Since, you haven't paid me enough attention lately I have been sleeping with her ever since."
On Monday March 25, some members of the baseball team, my girlfriend, and I traveled to Murray State University to watch a concert performed by Nelly and the St. Lunatics. It was a terrible night to go anywhere because it was raining and storming the whole way, but there was nothing that was going to stop us from going to the concert. We where all so hyped up about it and couldn’t wait to head out. My brother, who attends Murray State, had gotten us excellent seats about seventy-five feet away from the stage.
Arriving at Lacey’s house I walk to the backdoor letting myself into the house. Lacey was putting on tanning lotion in the kitchen, “Lacey,” I called to her, “my mom wants me to pick up snacks for the beach, do you want to go into town with me?”, “Sure,” she replied, “do you mind if my cousin comes with us?”, “Of course I don’t mind,“ I answered, “but we have to get moving, my dad only left me the car to use ‘til noon.”
It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner. “Tommy,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Austin, and he sounds upset.” As I came downstairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Austin.
The day started off pretty normal, well, besides the fact that we had all stayed in a house with nothing but an old Nintendo system and a couple of lawn chairs. We went to breakfast at Denny's, after which we made our way to Denver, the site of the day's big event. On our way to my cousin's apartment, we drove by the multi million-dollar complex. It had a huge billboard that said "Summer Sanitarium." To my surprise, I kind of got a nervous feeling. Why? I do not know. We proceeded to my cousin's apartment where the entire group conglomerated in preparation of the concert. We had a large group of people that consisted of Carter, Josh, Seth, Sam and his two brothers, Tim, Kim, Eric, my brother me and. While waiting for the right time to arrive at the event, we had the radio turned to a station that was playing Metallica in honor of their presence in Denver.
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I decide to ware my denim tube dress. I head out to my car and to realize as soon as I step out of my building the Jaguar takes off. I went to the reunion, and soon to find out there was Hudson sitting right in the window. He saw me and rushed towards me to give me a hug. I set of a chat and the minuets turn into hours, and the cups of coffee keep adding up. Around 7:00, he suggests a walk in the park, so I accept.
went to sit down on the sofa. A few minuets later my food was ready
SWISH! I turn my head to the right with a grin and see my mom cheering as I scored my first points of the season. The last game of the season I scored my first points of my middle school basketball “career.” Now sit back and relax as you read the story of how I got my first points in middle school basketball.
I remember everything, just like it happened yesterday. It had always been my dream to go to a Justin Bieber Tour Concert. I remember getting a phone call on February,16th from my friend, Brooklynn. She asked me if I wanted to go to a Justin Bieber concert with her. I remember running outside, screaming at the top of my lungs, just being so excited to finally fulfill my dreams of going to see Justin Bieber perform. The concert was months away, and I couldn’t wait. We both did some research and found out all of the songs that would be playing, so that we could memorize them all. Then our tickets came in the mail. I couldn’t believe how close we were to the stage. The week before the concert Brooklynn, and I got together to design our shirts. The t shirts were purple. On the front we wrote We love you Justin, and on the back, Breanna Bieber with a pink heart. The night before the concert, all I did was sit in my room listening to Justins’ music.
Imagine being in a car ride to Sea World 2 hours long and so excited to go on the roller coasters and look at amazing animals . Wait, I don't want to spoil it so let's get into my amazing experience.
It was late and the house was silent. Tom came home from work late a lot, so the silence was expected. By this time, Marie was in bed and his dinner, the evening newspaper, and the mail were waiting for him on the table. Tom closed the door and walked down the short hall to the kitchen. Everything was set on the table. He quickly looked through the mail and went over to the bin to throw an unwanted advertisement away. Tom noticed a crumpled piece of his wife’s stationary inside. He picked it up and opened it.
It all started with a rustle in my kitchen. “It’s just my roommate waking up in the middle of the night eating goat,” I thought. Then the next day I went on a date with the girl of my dreams. Her personality sparkled like the sun on its last dying breath, and her face of holy perfection. We were eating Chinese food in my home with chopsticks and scented candles. The location was in the living room because if we ate in the kitchen my roommate would join us. So there we were, close, with the dimmed lights of the candles shining on our faces. As I was going to lean in for a kiss an unruly noise of rattles and thumps sounded in the kitchen room. I told my date ,” sorry I have a pig for a roommate. I’m going to yell at him now.” So I left Tiffany in the room and started at the
It was just another day of my life. The fourth ring of my alarm woke me up. As usual, I was not feeling to go in school. I slept a couple of more minutes.After while, the shine of the sun coming from the window woke me up.I slowly stretched my arms and slid out of bed. I brushed my teeth and took the shower. Downstair,my mother was calling me for breakfast.I was still undecided what should wear for school. After browsing for while I found something to wear,and finished getting myself ready for school. When I checked the clock, I was running late as usual, which was not a surprised. I quickly ate my half sandwich and left the rest of the sandwich on the table.I took my car key, jump in my black Lexus and made my way to school.During my way to school, I got a call from my friend John. John is my best friend since when we were in middle school. He told me that his car was broke down and he needed to ride to school. Fortunately, my friend house on my school way. I told my friend. I am on my way to pick you up from your house. As I got there, john come out from his house and jumped in my car. With sound of Drake singing and music blasting, it was a
...d what you’re going through, I can’t stand my husband either. He plays the guitar but his tunes are deafening to listen to, you play the guitar too but the tune you sent me the other day sounded so melodic and catchy. How come he is not as understanding as you? Everything I do, I put his feelings before mine, but he’s never happy and is always complaining. Sometimes I feel useless and that nobody cares about me, until the day you messaged me. You cared. I really want to meet you so that we can develop our relationship. Let’s go have a cup of coffee tomorrow.” Frantically, he immediately asked her, “Can you send me a photo? I don’t know what you look like but I need to be able to find you tomorrow.” He locked his phone for the last time, waited patiently as he was giggling to himself.