10/4/14-10/6/14 Is that Ashton Irwin?!

The excitement was practically bouncing through the car as we drove into South Beach. My brother and I were talking about going into the ocean because it had been years since we last entered the waters separating us from England, Africa, and Europe. Robert even wanted to go on a boat before we left although I felt that our budget wouldn't allow that.
We drove down Collins Avenue through the busy city and we passed so many people. Some on bikes, some wearing only swim suits, a lot of them were obviously girls looking for the guys. We were driving past some bar or cafe or something, but the only thing I could see was a boy. He was wearing black gym shorts, black running sneakers, a white shirt with the sleeves cut off and a black bandanna. This boy was kind of tan and had shaggy blonde hair. At first I thought there was no possible way that it was him, but I knew that it was without another second passing. I voiced my new found knowledge and the car went crazy!
“Is that Ashton? OH MY GOD IT IS ASHTON!” The car had erupted in screams, but Genesis’ sister continued driving. I would have loved to meet him again, but I would have loved for the other girls to have the chance to meet him. If I could change anything about that trip this would be one of them. If only Cona had let us off by Lincoln Road and we walked down Collins from there then we would have went right passed Ashton. Even if I could only tell them where he would be and stayed in the car myself I would have done it.
That was 71 days ago though, it’s in the past. No matter how much it pains me that we drove right passed him it’s in the past where it will stay.