Rowan’s Point of View
“This is so ghetto, but I don’t even care” Dylan was saying as she threw the stuff she was keeping into garbage bags. I had already backed the G-Wagon up on the lawn and taken out all her clothes, make-up and hair stuff. I was holding the garbage bag open for her, she looked at me “this must be painful for you.”
“What? What’s painful?”
“Me moving so slow, when you can vamp speed around and get s**t done in 2.2 seconds.”
“No not at all, the only thing that’s painful is that I can’t use it to help you.”
“Well at least we’re almost finished, this is the last bag, the rest is trash and I get that when I come on Thursday for the pickup.”
“At least I can help with that, that’s easy work.”
“Alright, lets blow this popsicle stand.”
“Finally!” I said, “I feel l
