January 26, 2010

I remember being in a store. When I came out, I had to decide who I was riding with: My brother and his friend, or my best friend and the people she was riding with. I rode with my best friend. On my way to the car she was in, there was a girl walking with me. She reached to hold my hand, and did for a second, but I pulled it back (not in a mean way). This guy and tall girl were laughing about it.