My Car Is a Machine!
Jake what did you do?!
Joey's pov...
Next morning...yes Saturday, I'm gonna drive my car around today just so I could get used to it, and we also need some bonding. I got up from my messy bed and went to the rest room to freshen up. When I finished, I slipped on my infamous blackskinny jeans alonf with a Three Chord Statement tee and my black and white converse. I ran my hands thorugh my messy black hair and went out. I looked over my dresser to grab my keys, but they weren't there. What the hell? I left them here yesterday...Jake. I went to Jake's room, only not to see him there. Man! I hope he didn't take my car, he's gonna pay if he did. I ran downstairs, Jake wasn't there either. Then I saw a note on the kitchen counter...it was from Jake, it said: "I'm out on a date with Lauren, be back soon. Love Jake." A loud grunt came from my throat. I decided to dial Jake's cell number, it ringed twice until he picked up. I demanded, "Jake, did your sweet ass take my car?" I replied dumbly, "I didn't take your car," I asked, "then why aren't my car keys on my dresser where I left them yesterday?" He answered, "I don't know, Joey, I didn't take them and we went walking to the park. When I got out your car was there, I swear." Oh my God, someone stole it! I let out a deep sigh and appologized, "Sorry Jake, enjoy your date with no worries." Jake replied, "Alright, next time don't blame me for taking your precious car that someone stole." I rolled my eyes and hung up.
I need to look for my car, I put my cell in my pocket along with the house keys. Tightened up my converse cuz I would be doin some serious running. I headed out into the sunny day, running to destinations I thought my car would be in. I looked in the dealership where my dad bought it, every single fast food joint, around people's houses, but nothing. Then, the junk yard poppe in my mind since it's the last place I didn't check. I made my way towards it and there it was, out in the open. It seemed far away too, but then, I saw something unexpected. My car transformed into this gigantic robot, shining a bright light to the sky. I wasn't scared at all, but I felt like I just made a new friend. I decided to hide just in case he saw me. I wanted to go towards it, but why was I not. Well maybe I didn't want a ginormous robot to kill me until I'm unidentified. Then, I found the ground shaking under me, as frightful drops of sweat dripped from my face. He found me, so much for hiding, the gigantic robot dot really close to my face, booming, "Who are you?" He knows English?! I stuttererd, "Um, I-I'm the owner of you, well as a car, and my dad bought you at his friend's dealership." He replied, "I know where you bought me at, don't think I'm dumb." I was so scared out of my mind, I didn't want him to be more mad at me and restrict me from the earth. I replied, "I never thought you were dumb, I was just explaining, please don't kill me. You're scaring me shitless." Surprisingly, he softened his glare and smiled, "You're not so bad, sorry for the shitless scare." I smiled feeling dumber by the second, I asked, "You got a name?" He replied, "I'm Bumble Bee, you are?" I finished, "Joey Marciano, you can just call me Joey."
Next morning...yes Saturday, I'm gonna drive my car around today just so I could get used to it, and we also need some bonding. I got up from my messy bed and went to the rest room to freshen up. When I finished, I slipped on my infamous blackskinny jeans alonf with a Three Chord Statement tee and my black and white converse. I ran my hands thorugh my messy black hair and went out. I looked over my dresser to grab my keys, but they weren't there. What the hell? I left them here yesterday...Jake. I went to Jake's room, only not to see him there. Man! I hope he didn't take my car, he's gonna pay if he did. I ran downstairs, Jake wasn't there either. Then I saw a note on the kitchen counter...it was from Jake, it said: "I'm out on a date with Lauren, be back soon. Love Jake." A loud grunt came from my throat. I decided to dial Jake's cell number, it ringed twice until he picked up. I demanded, "Jake, did your sweet ass take my car?" I replied dumbly, "I didn't take your car," I asked, "then why aren't my car keys on my dresser where I left them yesterday?" He answered, "I don't know, Joey, I didn't take them and we went walking to the park. When I got out your car was there, I swear." Oh my God, someone stole it! I let out a deep sigh and appologized, "Sorry Jake, enjoy your date with no worries." Jake replied, "Alright, next time don't blame me for taking your precious car that someone stole." I rolled my eyes and hung up.
I need to look for my car, I put my cell in my pocket along with the house keys. Tightened up my converse cuz I would be doin some serious running. I headed out into the sunny day, running to destinations I thought my car would be in. I looked in the dealership where my dad bought it, every single fast food joint, around people's houses, but nothing. Then, the junk yard poppe in my mind since it's the last place I didn't check. I made my way towards it and there it was, out in the open. It seemed far away too, but then, I saw something unexpected. My car transformed into this gigantic robot, shining a bright light to the sky. I wasn't scared at all, but I felt like I just made a new friend. I decided to hide just in case he saw me. I wanted to go towards it, but why was I not. Well maybe I didn't want a ginormous robot to kill me until I'm unidentified. Then, I found the ground shaking under me, as frightful drops of sweat dripped from my face. He found me, so much for hiding, the gigantic robot dot really close to my face, booming, "Who are you?" He knows English?! I stuttererd, "Um, I-I'm the owner of you, well as a car, and my dad bought you at his friend's dealership." He replied, "I know where you bought me at, don't think I'm dumb." I was so scared out of my mind, I didn't want him to be more mad at me and restrict me from the earth. I replied, "I never thought you were dumb, I was just explaining, please don't kill me. You're scaring me shitless." Surprisingly, he softened his glare and smiled, "You're not so bad, sorry for the shitless scare." I smiled feeling dumber by the second, I asked, "You got a name?" He replied, "I'm Bumble Bee, you are?" I finished, "Joey Marciano, you can just call me Joey."