Since
our car was overfilling with some of the best professional stalkers in the
fangirl kingdom it was no big deal when we caught wind of Ashton and a few of
the other boys were spotted wandering around South Beach.
The car ride down to South Beach
was interesting. There was obviously not enough room for everyone to have their
own seats, not nearly. This proved difficult as the many bumps, stop signs and
red lights jostled the two girls not in seats around. They were secure though,
so no worries.
Anyways on the way down the radio
was blaring some pop station and the only good song that played was Rude by
MAGIC! You see I don’t listen to the radio because most of the time people have
it on some pop station with songs that are just horrible! I personally had one
of my headphones in for the majority if the ride despite Clara yelling at me to
be social. It was nice to be with all of them though.
I think that Clara was a little
shocked when I was so quiet. I was just sitting in one of the middle pilot
chairs staring out the window with half of my mind listening to a band that I
enjoy and the other half listened to the loud chatter of the girls and some
shitty pop song. My brother wasn’t nearly as surprised to see me so quiet and
in my shell. It’s not like I’m not loud because I really am, but I felt like I
had to just take in the moment of Clara sitting half on my seat and half on my
brothers seat instead of being over 1,850 miles away from me. It was strange
for me and I wish that I could go back to that day and while there is one or
two things that I would love to change I wouldn’t change a second that I spent
with her.
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