Something with a capital S
WallflowerNerdGirl
As Augustus walked me back to his car. He had some type of Ford. I climbed into the passenger seat and braced myself for the choppy driving. To my relief, Augustus had improved and we drove smoothly.
I looked out the window for the first few minutes of the ride, trying to figure out why the scenery was so familiar.
"Something on your mind Hazel Grace?"
"Hm? Oh, nothing. I just can't figure out why I know this place."
"Just think a little harder." And so I thought a little harder. Nothing came to me. "Nope don't know it."
"Okay. Well, you'll see when we get there." He said. I wasn't really sure what that meant but I tried to remember as I continued staring out the window.
Finally we made it to our destination and Augustus parallel parked fluently. I got out of the car and stared at the Anne Frank museum.
"We're in Amsterdam?"
"Yup."
"How?"
"I'll explain it all later. How about we take a stroll down memory lane? Shall we?" He asked as he extended his hand.
"You did not just say that." I laughed.
"Oh, but I did Hazel Grace."
"Well lead the way Augustus Waters!" I said as I took his hand.