‘Why am I here again? Oh yeah… because (friend’s name) made me come…’ I moaned in my head, as I handed the girl at the cash register $20 and getting $15 back. I sighed, going over and getting my skates, before putting them on.
“____! This is going to be so much fun!” (friend’s name) said, smiling her huge smile at me. I couldn’t help but smile back at her; she’s the type of person who brightens up a room just by peeking in the doorway. Sighing, I walked over to the skate rental counter, and after getting a size __ pair of skates, I put them on. Pushing myself up, I wobbled a little bit, making my way to the rink. On my way there, though, I heard the obnoxious laughter of my school’s jock captain, Alfred F. Jones. Now, don’t get me wrong, he’s a cool guy and I’m friends with him and everything, but I’ve got my eye on a different guy. This guy is the sweetest, cutest, and the quietest