About five minutes ago, I was hanging up our washed clothes on the line because it's really sunny outside(my parents want to save electricity by not using the dryer when we don't have to).
I was hanging up the clothes with my step-brother Jermaine. Before we stepped outside, we stood at the door staring out in terror.
We were standing there for like ten minutes before we finally got the courage to step outside. Then, we ran down the few stairs and into the yard where the line was.
Jermaine said, "Man, I'm not staying out here so I can get bitten. Hold up." He ran back inside and returned with a huge, thick jacket on. And it was really hot outside.
It was quite amusing. XD
So, we were hanging up the clothes. Jermaine was too scared to step into the grass so he kept leaning towards me to give me the pins. He was like, "I'm not stepping in that grass. Nuh-uh. I'm just gonna stretch."
Then, as I was hanging up a shirt, a HUGE bee zoomed right at me! So, of course, I squealed and went running. I ran faster than I had ever run before up the stairs to the porch-thing.
Jermaine was laughing his head off. He was like, "You squealed like a pig!"
He's really helpful, isn't he?