Creative Writing: Weathering Heights

The drive from Tuscon was a long and miserable drive. It had just rained the night prior so the air was hot and muggy. The sweat clung on to you like glue, and was impossable to peal off. The only thing holding my sanity together is the book I brought with me, Weathering Heights. Otheirwise I would have jumped out of the car an hour ago. Right now I can imagine my two friends Stefanie and Alex sitting in their bedrooms under the artic blast of their aircondetioner. Oh how I wish I was within the radious of a working ac. The car's ac has not been working for years. Weither the window was down or closed, the humidity will not release it's hold on you. By the time I finished my book, we were already in Sedona. The humidity passed and the air was now the crisp evening of the summer air.
"Isn't it just spectacular, just look at the red rocks, its even better than the pictures." my mother said, breaking the silence that had lasted most of the trip.
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My mom argued back.
"What's there to be excited about, their just rocks" I said in anoyance.
"Well their beautiful and you just need to learn to apperciate that, becides where not even going to live here exactly.
"Well then..., where are we going to live" I said, droppin the subject about the rocks.
She thinks about is for a second.
"Where moving to Oak Creek canyon" mom said
"And what's suppose to be exciting about that" I said
"Well... for one you can play in the creek, explore the forest, watch the stars at night" she said trying to get me interested.
"I'm not a little kid anymore, that may have been fun when I was younger but now I'm 16" I said a little more annoyed.
"I know the move is hard on you, but you need to try to see the bright side. You can still call your friends and you can still visit them. It's not goodbye forever. Who knows, you might be able to makes some new friends. Maby even a girlfriend or boyfriend" said