- Courtesy of Mr. Albert Rodrigez
My weekend with Fredafer was not your average weekend. I'd forgotten he was in my pencil pouch until Saturday morning, but he forgave me because he had enjoyed the comfort of the pockets. Later that same day, we went up to my dad's buddy's house. Fredafer was excited because I told him there was a trampoline there. My friend Mick seemed to enjoy our company a lot. When we were bouncing on the trampoline, Mick's sister Kelly kicked Fredafer off, and I had to jump to catch him otherwise Mick's dogs would have gotten him. After saving his life, Fredafer and I went inside and watched a little bit of football.
Later that same night, another one of my dad's buddies was having a party, so we went to that. There was a trampoline there, too, but this one had a net surrounding it. So no matter how much he got kicked around, Fredafer never fell off. Afterward we went inside, and I never would have guessed - and I'm not gonna lie - that Fredafer is a real hit with the ladies. At about 11:30, we had to go back home.
On Sunday morning, Fredafer woke up before I did, and when I woke, I found him dressed up for Mass and playing Black Ops. When we got to Church, Freddy noticed a familiar face. "Toe Mater!" he said. Afterward my grandpa took us to my mom's house. Freddy was a little bored at my house cause I was doing my homework, so he volunteered to help me out. He did my math assignment. Then we got on Facebook, and Fredafer saw even more familiar faces. He said that he wanted a Facebook, and I said, "Maybe next time." After that, we went to bed, ready for school the next day.
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