His eyes were a striking blue, like blue Gatorade, and his cheeks were flushed, like red Gatorade. His demeanor was mysterious, yet refreshing, like yellow Gatorade. And his shirt was the hue of orange Gatorade
I don’t think summer is ending soon. I think this summer is going to be a little longer, they’re adding a little extra summer this year I’m sure of it… they’re doing it Because I still have some things to do in the summer. But it’s a secret, this is just between you and me