I came home pissed at the flat tire situation..so upset that I wouldn't go inside the house. I called up a friend a talked in the moonlight as I leaned against my car. My younger cousin, who doesn't even have her learners permit, asked to move my car so she can park her mom's car in the garage. I'm so involved in my conversation that I let her...This MUST HAVE GOTTEN TO HER HEAD because later on she...I'll get to that.
So I go inside the house, and into my younger's cousin's room because that's where I always stay, and she's on the computer with a sad face. I tell her I'm sorry I snapped at her. She says how hurt she was that I threw the keys at her when she asked for them, "Do you know what I just went through!" I say, and she says she understands. We begin talking and forget the whole situation. We talk until 3 in the morning because she decided she was going to school becuase it was "Rep a certain cultures Flag Day that lead to certain altercations in the past, one very serious situation that happened when I was attending that high-school dealing with knives and faces" my other cousin of the same age and grade decides that she's going to school and that's the past it won't happen again she goes to sleep at a decent hour. I went to sleep at 3:30 in the morning.
I wake up to the image of my other cousin dressed in her stylish school attire standing there asking "Do you think you can take me to school"
"Noooooooo! This has to be a dream!" I thought, I was sooooo tired. And that high-school is cities away....
"Huh?" I say.
"Can you take me to school" she says. It's definetly not a dream.
"Are you sure you want to go..I mean with the flag day and all." my cousin who's "sleeping" next to me laughs at this.
"Yes, I don't think anything's going to happen and I have to march at the game this evening"
"What time is it?" I ask.
"6:44" she says. My eyes haven't been open at 6:44 since high-school.
I'm lying there still hoping that this is a dream when my aunt walks in with her work uniform on.
"Can tek her for me?" she asks.
I immediately say yes realizing that no, this is not a dream.
Now, yes I used to go to the same high-school. And rode there 4 years of my life...but I had no idea how to take a short cut there, so I took the only way I knew. I-95 with the morning traffic. She got to school at 7:23.
I didn't go back to sleep. I just wondered around the house looking for breakfast. My cuz wakes up and at around 10 something she get's a call from a friend of her's who's a senior and got released from school a week early.
"How do you know I wasn't in school?" she says. He doesn't know he just called for the hell of it.
"Come over I want you to meet my cousin" So he shows up like 3 minutes later. What really get's me is that my cousin doesn't even bother to change, she has a scarf on her head, holes in her shorts, and a faded t-shirt. This was definetly somebody she didn't want to impress.
He comes over, long lean boy with a tall tee, long shorts, and air force ones. Bottom rows of his mouth gold. His hair in braided in some intricate design done by my cuz, I was on the phone with her when my aunt was fussing to her about it. My cuz introduces us and I ask him about his goals in life. He's going to community college. I tell him that's not a bad choice and in two years he can go to whatever public university he wants. This is me encouraging today's youth.
I decide I want to go to Denny's and didn't want to go by myself to I invite both my cousins and my younger cousin's friend to come with me. We get to Denny's and announce to everyone that I'm low on funds so everybody get's like...a 6 dollar limit, lol. Hey there were plenty of 5.99 specials they could choose from so I thought it was pretty fair. Before we got there, My younger Cuz and her friend already agreed that they would share they're meal. Because of this I decided they could up there limit to 9 bucks.
So we're all talking looking, talking, looking at the menu. Waitress comes in, we don't know what we want, she comes back, we still don't know. Then we finally decide but the waitress isn't around. I ask my younger cuz "So what are you getting again?" she had told me before I hadn't seen it on the menue. "The Grand Slam" she replies. Once again, I look on the menu but I don't see it. So we start talking again, waiting for the waitress, she still doesn't show up. So I ask my cousin again
"What are you getting?"
once again, "Grand Slam" she replies.
"Show me cause I can't see it."
Her guy friend points too a small section under the Waffles and Pancakes menue.
There not even bold print it said, Grand Slam, 4.50. The cheapest thing on the menu.
I die laughing.
"Wait....wait. I say we all have a 6 dollar limit, but because you guys are sharing a meal, I say you can get a larger portion, so your limit is now 9 bucks. So you decide forget it! In the grand slam you get 2 pancakes, 2 hashbrowns and 2 pieces of bacon and 2 eggs so that means I get one piece of bacon, one pancake one hashbrown and one egg, sounds like a deal to me! And it's only 4.50? I'll take it! I don't even care that it's not even in bold print or that if I get 2 of these meals I still made the 9 dollar limit. One piece of bacon, one hashbrown, one pancake, and one egg...is all I need. And I'm saving my cuz some money."
"There not even a picture next to it." her friend says.
"Exactly." I say, "See cuz, this is why I love you." I ordered a Grand Slam for both of them.
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