135. My Best Friend

My best friend's name is Joseph Taylor, but prefers to be called Joe. He does a of stupid stuff, and it usually gets him trouble. The other day, while he was trying impress some girls, he fell off his skateboard broke his arm. Joe had to get his in a cast, but he told me it worth it. He had already gotten three phone from the girls he was trying to impress.

always love Joe coming over to my house, it makes my day more exciting. After he me his arm, Joe asked me if I to go to the mall. "Sure, why not?" said. I asked my mom for permission, and said yes.

When we got to the mall, wanted to get something to eat, so we to McDonald's. We got two hamburgers and two , and then we went walking around the mall. some reason, Joe always liked stealing things from stores at the mall. I never understood why stole the things he did. For example, that he stole three key chains, five pairs of , and a t-shirt of a television show that had never heard of. Joe always said the thing when he got out of the store, " love the rush of stealing!" I always looked him, shook my head, and called him an .

The worst was yet to come. When we leaving the mall to go catch the bus, security guard grabbed Joe and me by the and told us we couldn't leave. The security took us to his office, and called our . I was worried because I knew my dad yell at me. Joe, on the other hand, laughing and was telling me jokes. When our showed up to pick us up, Joe looked me, smiling, and said, "See you in a of months." I looked at him, shook my , and called him an idiot.





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