[ It was my fifteenth summer, in my fifteenth year, soon to be sixteen, but not until school started

It was my fifteenth summer, in my fifteenth year, soon to be sixteen, but not until school started in the fall.  I lived in a small town in Manitoba, and the summer had just begun, I had just finished my last grade 10 exam ever. I felt more free that ever possible. As I walked back from my school, I listened to my soon to be summer anthem – Summertime by Kenny Chesney – I strutted all the way home.  It was was a warm half spring half summer day, enjoying every minute of it, sitting out on the back porch having a cigarette, my phone began to ring, the caller I.D told me it was Sarah, my best friend, I answerd

“Herro Chiki Fli Lice?”

“CHIKI FLI LICE!” came from the other end,
“ So what’s up?”
“Not much, you done your exam?”
“Yes”
“Sweet, wanna hang out?”
“Yeah sure, where and when?”
“Soon, and starbucks”
“Sweet, I’m down, I’ll meet you at your grandma’s in ten”
“’AIGHT see you soon babe!”
“Bye”
“Bye”

Click. I took off my mass sweater and threw on a pair of black capris and a blue zebra stripped shirt. I threw on my 4-year-old converse and headed out the door. I walked as the sun shone down brightly, and my phone rang again. Instead of answering I sang along with the ring tune and decided to finally pick up.
I greeted the caller with:
“Hey Troy, whats up?”
“Hey babe, what are you up to?” he said
“Nothing, just walking to sarah’s Grandma’s house, were going for coffee and a chat, why?”
“Just wondering when you were done your exam and if you wanted to hang out”
“Oh, okay, yeah fershure, can I call you when I’m done with Sarah?” I said
“Sure, don’t be to long, I have news” He replied
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Anyways, I’m here, so I’ll talk at you later babe, bye”
“Bye”
Click.
I knocked on the door, about two seconds after Sarah answerd,
“Okay, I’ll see you later Grandma, love you bye!”
“Hey!”
“hey, so starbucks?” she said.
I nodded. We walked silently for a few mintutes then began to discuss the exam’s we’d finished eariler.
“That math exam sucked, it was so stupid, he didn’t even put anything about statistics on the review. I’m preety sure I failed” I said

“I know! It was like wtf? I didn’t even
It was my fifteenth summer, in my fifteenth year, soon to be sixteen, but not until school started in the fall.  I lived in a small town in Manitoba, and the summer had just begun, I had just finished my last grade 10 exam ever. I felt more free that ever possible. As I walked back from my school, I listened to my soon to be summer anthem – Summertime by Kenny Chesney – I strutted all the way home.  It was was a warm half spring half summer day, enjoying every minute of it, sitting out on the back porch having a cigarette, my phone began to ring, the caller I.D told me it was Sarah, my best friend, I answerd

“Herro Chiki Fli Lice?”

“CHIKI FLI LICE!” came from the other end,
“ So what’s up?”
“Not much, you done your exam?”
“Yes”
“Sweet, wanna hang out?”
“Yeah sure, where and when?”
“Soon, and starbucks”
“Sweet, I’m down, I’ll meet you at your grandma’s in ten”
“’AIGHT see you soon babe!”
“Bye”
“Bye”

Click. I took off my mass sweater and threw on a pair of black capris and a blue zebra stripped shirt. I threw on my 4-year-old converse and headed out the door. I walked as the sun shone down brightly, and my phone rang again. Instead of answering I sang along with the ring tune and decided to finally pick up.
I greeted the caller with:
“Hey Troy, whats up?”
“Hey babe, what are you up to?” he said
“Nothing, just walking to sarah’s Grandma’s house, were going for coffee and a chat, why?”
“Just wondering when you were done your exam and if you wanted to hang out”
“Oh, okay, yeah fershure, can I call you when I’m done with Sarah?” I said
“Sure, don’t be to long, I have news” He replied
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Anyways, I’m here, so I’ll talk at you later babe, bye”
“Bye”
Click.
I knocked on the door, about two seconds after Sarah answerd,
“Okay, I’ll see you later Grandma, love you bye!”
“Hey!”
“hey, so starbucks?” she said.
I nodded. We walked silently for a few mintutes then began to discuss the exam’s we’d finished eariler.
“That math exam sucked, it was so stupid, he didn’t even put anything about statistics on the review. I’m preety sure I failed” I said

“I know! It was like wtf? I didn’t even