Cherokee lake

Cherokee lake is like pessimistic people because the first time I went to Cherokee lake with my three best friends Amy, Jack Jack, and Jasmine. Amy’s parents had a speed boat, wave runners, tubes, wake boards, knee boards, skis, and floats. So we would always grab at the chance to go whenever her parents weren’t gone out of town. I was looking forward to a day of sun burns, fears of drowning, and stomach cramps, two miles away from the boat.
However Amy has this one friend named Leslie Jackson, whom I, Jasmine, nor jack jack, can stand. She is so ridiculously blunt, rude, and a total slut. Leslie even tried to take Amy’s boyfriend from her once. Can you say S-L-A-M-P (slut + tramp? Well anyway Amy had sprung it to all three of us at the last minute that she had invited Leslie, and was all sitting inside her equinox with these blank expressions on our faces like...what the hell? Nobody said anything about it, because we knew that no matter how hard we tried to, nothing would have convinced Amy Leigh Northern that Leslie Jackson was no earthly good.
Meanwhile we had one of the best car rides to Cherokee I can remember. Singing, at the top of out lung, checking (cracking jokes) about people in our class we couldn’t stand, just being kids basically. I know your wondering where is Leslie Jackson? Well she didn’t feel like riding with us so she drove her own car. Yeah shows how much she wants to be around us. Anyway, when we got there Leslie did not speak to anybody, she was just really anti-social, and she was always on her cell phone. Whenever she did speak it was to complain about how hot it was, or how dumb it was of Jack Jack to jump off the boat. She was just pretty much being an all around ass. After spending seven hours on a lake with her, we were all sunburned, tired, soar, and nauseous. We wanted nothing more than to all go to Marble Slab and just chill. However Leslie just decided that she was just board to death with all of us and she went home without a simple thank you or goodbye. Then Amy’s mother, Ms. Rhonda turned to Amy and said “Never again will that little girl come to the lake with us again.” So everything turned out great.