Chapter Three: Luke and the Half-Priced Frappe

Last night, in the midst of my depression over the AP Chemistry test (see Chapter Two: The Whole Story) I get a SnapChat from a good friend of mine, Luke.

ZOMG STARBUCKS!

For those of you who do not know, Luke and I are both perfect examples of white girls. So, naturally, we love Starbucks. What really got us excited was that, currently (May 1-10, 2014) from 3:00-5:00 pm, all frappes at Starbucks are half-priced! So of course we decided to to go to Starbucks ASAP. (Which meant today) 

Now, the only potential problem with this plan was that our school lets out at 4:15 pm, and the traffic after school is TERRIBLE. Especially today, because all those seniors who couldn't have senior out today (we had a messed up schedule due to state testing) wanted to get out of the parking lot as soon as possible. So even after I sprinted to my truck, the line for exiting the parking lot was already huge and crowded. 

The normal amount of traffic in the school parking lot.

Fearful we wouldn't make it to Starbucks in time for the discounted price of frappes, I tried to crowd the person in front of me in line to avoid letting many cutters in line as possible. But, of course, we have those aggressive teenagers full to the brim of testosterone. So instead of allowing two people in front of me, I had six forced in front of me. 

Me at least 200% of the time in the car.

We finally made it out of the parking lot around 4:35 pm. 25 minutes to make it to Starbucks for amazing half-priced frappes? We can totes do it! Don't worry friends, I did not speed or tailgate anyone...frappes are not that important. The car ride there was fun...we listened to 101.1 FM (WRR...Classical 101), and just kept our spirits high, hoping to God we would make it in time. 

All was in good fun....until the bee came. 

Now, I know many friends and family know of my fear, but for the few strangers that may read this...I have a fear. Of bees. Wasps. Anything that flies, crawls, creeps. Bugs. BUGS. 

"I will consume your soul with my disgusting bug face."

So, Luke and I are listening to Impromptu in B-flat when, out of the corner of my eye, I see this bee hovering around my side mirror. My initial reaction is to scream. Thankfully, I tend to have quick reflexes when it comes to these demons, so I quickly begin to roll up my window (Yes, I have an old car that requires me to roll my windows up. Swag.). The bee suddenly sees it's door of opportunity to torture my soul is closing, so naturally it flies towards the closing entrance. Luckily, I rolled it too quick, and narrowingly escaped a terrible, nightmarish car ride. 

Unfortunately for the bee, I caught it's little bug butt in my rolled up window. Being so close to this creature caused me to have a reaction consisting of hysterical speech, narrowed airways, and shaky limbs. But, I made it out okay, unlike the bee. (MUAHAHAHAHHA)

Finally, after accidentally passing up the correct turning lane and struggling to find a good turn-a-around spot, Luke and I finally made it to our destination. The time? 4:47 pm. 

  The preeeciouuus (Gollum voice)

Well, of course there was a line. (I mean, frappes are half-priced...why NOT come to Starbucks??) But, luckily, we ordered our drinks at 4:55 pm. (And I didn't even have to pay...Thanks, Luke!)

Are you wondering about the fate of the bee? Well, by the time we returned to my truck, it was still struggling. Of course, since fear pierces my heart every time I even look at these things, I climbed in through the passenger side (Didn't even touch the door/window/left side of my truck) and drove all the way home with a bee butt stuck in my sealed window.

I am happy to pronounce this demon dead, at approximately 7:30 pm this evening, May 6, 2014. 

It's still stuck in my window. 

I don't think I have the guts to get it out. 

I did, however, have the guts to take pictures! 

 The demon from afar.

  Look at that bee butt! Totally stuck!

And that is how my Tuesday went. Stay safe, everybody! Those demons are everywhere.