Status: Finished
Unus Amor
Chapter Three
Oprah!
She was in the same airport as me?! Wow, Oprah is only like my hero! I can’t believe she is ending her show. Disappointment of my life. But I guess her now having the Own Network makes up for it.
I run full speed at her. Fear crosses her face just a second before I engulf her in a hug. Before I knew it, I was on the ground twitching. One of her body guards tazed me. I lay there limp as cameras go off around me. Flashes of lights are all I can see until it fades to black.
Okay so that didn’t really happen, but it would have been amazing if it had. Oh Oprah.
Back to reality, I saw Oprah and waved like the queen. She responded in waving back with one of her Oprah smiles. I depart sadly gazing at my hero longingly after snapping a picture of her of course.
“Hey idiot” Sean called from in front of me.
“I do have a name you know.” I bitterly responded.
“No, I know you do but idiot suits you better than Ashlee.”
“Lets go dingleberry.” A dingleberry is the piece of poop that hangs of the back of a dogs butt, for those of you who don’t know.
“Mom told you not to call me that!”
“Whatever.” I say as I plug in my other ear with sweet sweet music. Now if today wasn’t already long enough I have to try to navigate through the Bahamas in the last rent-a-car left. A big brown box. You know what I’m talking about, the kind of van that is usually accompanied by a sign on it that reads “Free Candy”. Except this van was brown, not white.
I went through 54 songs before we made it to the loading dock. But the wait was worth it. I am feeling a full on rush of adrenaline because of this view. I am taken aback. Of course my brother has to ruin the silence by yelling, “We are in the Bahamas, baby!”
She was in the same airport as me?! Wow, Oprah is only like my hero! I can’t believe she is ending her show. Disappointment of my life. But I guess her now having the Own Network makes up for it.
I run full speed at her. Fear crosses her face just a second before I engulf her in a hug. Before I knew it, I was on the ground twitching. One of her body guards tazed me. I lay there limp as cameras go off around me. Flashes of lights are all I can see until it fades to black.
Okay so that didn’t really happen, but it would have been amazing if it had. Oh Oprah.
Back to reality, I saw Oprah and waved like the queen. She responded in waving back with one of her Oprah smiles. I depart sadly gazing at my hero longingly after snapping a picture of her of course.
“Hey idiot” Sean called from in front of me.
“I do have a name you know.” I bitterly responded.
“No, I know you do but idiot suits you better than Ashlee.”
“Lets go dingleberry.” A dingleberry is the piece of poop that hangs of the back of a dogs butt, for those of you who don’t know.
“Mom told you not to call me that!”
“Whatever.” I say as I plug in my other ear with sweet sweet music. Now if today wasn’t already long enough I have to try to navigate through the Bahamas in the last rent-a-car left. A big brown box. You know what I’m talking about, the kind of van that is usually accompanied by a sign on it that reads “Free Candy”. Except this van was brown, not white.
I went through 54 songs before we made it to the loading dock. But the wait was worth it. I am feeling a full on rush of adrenaline because of this view. I am taken aback. Of course my brother has to ruin the silence by yelling, “We are in the Bahamas, baby!”