Christmas at the shore- part 1
I hate road trips when I’m not driving. I love the road, but I was grounded on the way up to Jersey for my grades. I couldn’t wait for the break, though. It was Christmas at the beach. The name’s Joe. 6 foot, average everything, brown, blue eyes. I guess I’m average Joe. We’re at the beach house, and I unpack my shit. My room is outlooks the road along the lake beside the ocean, in the back of the house. I got a lot of privacy up here, and my parents never thought I did anything bad. I opened up my pc, updated my facebook, and set up my ps3. I had a little tv that I watched movies on with my ps3 when I had time to chill. I put in The Warriors, …