Erin's POV

(A/N)You just have to be good like me to make them funny. So I'm sitting here in Aquaculture class. I am supposed to be writing a speech about what type of system you should use for your project but instead I am writing this. So I hope you enjoy this because this is like a 100 point grade on just writing the speech. This could make me fail this semester if I do not do well.

It's now sophomore year, yeah I know we are skipping around but oh well, and we are on the Florida Band Trip. In this memory of the trip we are shopping at Ron Jon's Surf Shop. Yep we are a cool school and every other year we go on a trip. Like this year we are going to New Orleans, actually they leave today the 11, however I am not going. For I am a poor broke nigga. But anyways…..on with the memory.

"I want to go man shopping" Declares Christian. "Erin, come man shopping with me."

And he drags me man shopping. However….The problem is I AM NOT A MAN!

"Christian I do not know if you have noticed this lately or not but I am not a man. I do not have a penis I have a vagina, therefore I can't man shop. And not only that but you are not manish…..your gay."

"That's why I am shopping for more guyish things. Why is everything so expensive?"

"Love, its Ron Jon's….of course it is expensive."

"But I want something cheap. I want a cheap hat. How about this one? It's kick ass."

"But it's $32." This is not going to work.

"Okay…..Not that one."

"Well look at that. There's Daniel and Tyler, and that group. Their guys go shop with them."

And he runs off with them.

Now, where are Erika and Taylor? I wonder if they are done shopping. Oh…There's Amanda.

"Hey Amanda! What's up?"

"Nothing…just going to check out."

"Cool, me too. Have you seen Erika?"

"No."

"I bet she's still shopping."

After spending decades looking for the fucking check out, we finally find it.

Oh my god. There's Saul. He's going to want to talk and never let me go.

"Hi Erin."

"Hey Saul. Sup?'

"What are you doing?"

"Checking Out."

"Cool. Do you want to walk around with me? I'm going to look at the surf boards."

Why the hell are you looking at the surf boards? You can't surf and you live fucking Kentucky. No where here a beach.

"Sounds oh so fun, but no. I am going to go to the beach."

"Well give me your number so I can call you when I get done."

Oh crap. I hope he doesn't call me.

"Sure. Let me get my phone out so I can look at the number."

He better not call. I don't want to be mean and not give him my number but please do not call me.

"Okay it's 6062540242. Hey Erika. Taylor."

"Hi."

"Do you want to go to the beach after we check out?" They look at me with pleading eyes.

"Yeah. I was looking for you guys anyways."

So I finish checking out and now Erika is. I only spent $83 but lo and behold Erika does not. She spends a shit load amount.

"Erin, can I borrow 35 bucks?"

"Sure. God Erika how much did you get?"

"Only like 10 things. But it all cost 130.98."

"Damn girl. You are lucky I am your twin and I love you. Or your fucking ass wouldn't get shit."

So we finish checking out and walk across the street to the beach. And Erika's phone starts playing Rise Against. She picks it up and starts talking.

"Who is it?"

"It's Elise…..something's wrong?"

She walks off to talk to our sister.

I wonder what's up. Dammit it's cold. Why is it so cold? And why am I at the beach in this weather?

I turn to Taylor. "I'm going to go play in the ocean!"

I run to the ocean and get to about knee deep. Mind you I'm five one so I don't have to go that far for it to be that high.

"Oh my fucking god this is cold! Why the hell am I doing this?"

And of course I continue to splash around in the water.

Albertan yells, "The food is ready. Lets all go eat!"

So we have a cook out and that is the end of our cold beach day.

(A/N) So this one has not as funny but it is one thing that happened on the trip. The next chapter that I write will be a different Florida Trip memory.