Hot Pocket Mishap
At the end of 7th grade, my previous school, Countryside, offered its students the opportunity to take a school trip to Puerto Rico. I remember the excitement I felt when the trip was announced. Traveling to a foreign (ish) place, with no parents, and friends. It was something I hadn't really ever done before. After talking with my friends about it, and confirming that other people wanted to go as well, I talked it over with my parents, and after a fair amount of convincing was given the green light for the trip. The trip would be the weekend following the last day of that school year, and upon the arrival of the said weekend, the excitement about the trip was at an all-time high. Between applying for the trip and the trip itself, I had found out I would be going to Uni the next year, and that meant this would be some of the last time I would get to spend with my Countryside friends. Upon our Saturday departure date, we encountered our first roadblock, a delayed flight. My family t...