Trashy
“Damn, that was hard! I knew I wasn’t doing great when an old lady in a Town Car passed me and gave me the finger. But I made it to campus, and Buck’s precious truck didn’t have a scratch on it.
Hovering in the cab, I look around. It smells like him in here and the old leather is cracked and stringy. There are soda bottles littering the floor and the dashboard has a mosaic of greasy fingerprints from his mechanic’s hands. It feels safe in here, like I’m able to carry with me the protection B...uck and Shep offer.
I’ve parked way at the back because, well, I haven’t had much experience parking. It seemed smarter to park where I wouldn’t risk hitting other cars and walk than to try and park closer in the visitor spots. It worked, because I’m basically in no-man’s land.
Pulling together my courage, I grab my bag, which contains a notebook and some pens. I wasn’t sure what to bring to meet with my student counselor, but you can’t go wrong with pen and paper, right?MoreLess
Hovering in the cab, I look around. It smells like him in here and the old leather is cracked and stringy. There are soda bottles littering the floor and the dashboard has a mosaic of greasy fingerprints from his mechanic’s hands. It feels safe in here, like I’m able to carry with me the protection B...uck and Shep offer.
I’ve parked way at the back because, well, I haven’t had much experience parking. It seemed smarter to park where I wouldn’t risk hitting other cars and walk than to try and park closer in the visitor spots. It worked, because I’m basically in no-man’s land.
Pulling together my courage, I grab my bag, which contains a notebook and some pens. I wasn’t sure what to bring to meet with my student counselor, but you can’t go wrong with pen and paper, right?MoreLess
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