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
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.