Surprise!

My hot pink cell phone rang over and over again. It was coming from my mom, and I did not want to answer, as I assumed she wanted to come and pick me up from my best friend's house, and I was not ready to go home. I ignored her calls for thirty minutes, until we heard a loud, angry knock at the front door. I knew in my gut it was my mom; a woman who was not easily aggravated, but when she became angry, she became angry. My body filled to the brim with fear as I slowly opened the white door. It was my mother, and at this point I was shaking. "Erin Elizabeth Quick. I called you at least five times and I know you heard it ring every single time. Now get your behind outside, I'm taking you home." I dragged my seventeen-year-old feet out the door, my head hanging low. When I looked up to see where I was going, on the long, concrete driveway stood my dad with a video camera in his hand, and my brother and sister standing beside him with smiles as wide as my eyes. A brand new 2007 icy blue CRV glistened as it called my name. "SURPRISE!," my excited family yelled. I was almost in tears as I rushed over to my new vehicle. All throughout highschool, I had shared my dad's old Toyota Avalon with him, but now, as an early-graduation present, I had my own car. I excitedly opened the driver-side door, and my eyes opened even wider. It had a GPS system! I am directionally challenged; I oftentimes even have a difficult time finding places I have been numerous times before. I drove my brand new car around my hometown with pride; I was thrilled that my gracious parents trusted me enough with the huge responsibility of owning a car, and I was so thankful for the GPS included that would serve to guide me to my destination when I got lost on numerous occasions.