The Summer that changed my life forever...

(I think he's gonna go over to their plane and deliver a message from Kent, and then they're gonna end up talking.)

Brok: "I don't see any trash cans."

(hmm I see)

Dakota: I rolled my eyes. "There's gotta be one around here, it's a park. But what else could we do with a plastic bag? Hmm, something to think about."

(I still have Trey, then Ryan, before I get to Brok anyway )

Brok: "Get a stick and make it into a flag," I joked.

(whoa o.o)

Dakota: "Fill it with air and make it into a balloon," I mused jokingly.

(Yeah. And Kent, poor old man, might get some help too.)

Brok: "Nah. That would leak. Then where would we be?"

(Aw(:

Dakota: "Hmm. We could make it into a shoe...one shoe, a mismatched shoe. Or write a secret message on it. Or ...."

(Yeah, he might end up with Fiona's mom. IDK yet. I do know Fiona's mom, who is single, does have an interest in him though.)

Brok: "Or we could throw the bag away."

(LOL)

Dakota: "But we can't find a trash can. Way to kill the fun, Brok!" I stuck my tongue out at him and took the bag, having spotted a trash can. I dropped it in.

Brok: "You just had to throw it away." I laughed. "But we still have the Frisbee."

Dakota: "Indeed we do. So throw it to me." I ran aways away so that he'd actually have some air to cover.

Brok: I tossed the Frisbee, hoping it at least went in the right direction.

Dakota: He did okay, though his aim wasn't wonderful. I caught it, anyways, throwing it back. "I have a feeling that this'll get tedious quick."

Brok: "Just...whoa!" I yelled as the Frisbee whizzed past me. "No it won't!"

Dakota: I laughed. "Just whoa?"

Brok: "You surprised me!" I grabbed the Frisbee off the ground and threw it back to her.

Dakota: I caught it easily and tossed it back. "You should have been expecting it. All we're doing is tossing it back and forth, you get used to the pattern."

Brok: "Sorry, I got distracted," I said, catching it this time and throwing back.

Dakota: "By what?" I raised an eyebrow, catching and tossing.

Brok: I didn't want to tell her it was her, so I just said, "Things!"

Dakota: "Oh yeah? What kind of things? Were you still imagining what we could do with the plastic bag?"

Brok: I laughed. "Nah. Just thinking."

Dakota: "Oh." I didn't question that. I found that some people got pissed off when you asked them what they were thinking, though I was curious.

Brok: I dropped the Frisbee again. "Sorry. I suck at this," I said, laughing as I threw it back to her.

Dakota: "Apparently. I'm doing better than I though I would. Because it's so important to be a good frisbee thrower," I said sarcastically tossing it to him.

Brok: I chuckled. "Hey, you're doing better than me. And I'm honestly trying."