Chapter 3
"Get up!!" My dad shouted opening my door.
"Gezzz dad, now bobs aw-"
"No stop! Stop that!" He looked around the room.
"Did or did I not tell you to pack?" He asked angrily.
"Duh, I listened. But, just this once" I giggled. I pointed to the bags behind the door.
"Don't you bac-"
"Honey!" My mum cut him off running through the door.
"I'm so so sorry sweetie, oh! Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't get choice sweetie, I'm so so-"
"Stop! It's for her own good" my father snapped. I looked at my mother who had unsheded tears in her eyes.
"Mom"
"Yes ,dear"
"Dad woke up bob" I complained. That was so rude of him. My mom shared a look with my father and she stepped out of the room. What? What's I do wrong?
"Get your stuff" my dad said and walked out the room.
"What did I do" I asked bob. He was silent. Why??? What could i have possibly done!!
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My dad dropped me off at the bus stop and loaded my bags in the bus. He gave me one last glance and walked away.
"Yay!!!!! Hiii!!! There ,people ,would you like to meeeeet bob! He's my unicorn. I got lots of odd looks. What , have they never met a unicorn. Gasp!! This must be new to them!!
"Isn't he just gorgeous?!! Hey bus driver." He looked my way.
"Play some music pleeeeaase." He shook his head. Fine. I must make my
own then. Gasp again! They will love it!!
I stood up. "Heeeeeeey, sexy unicorn! Ince ,ince, ince ince, ince!!! Sexy unicorn!!
Now I'm waking down the street ,and this is what I see, a sexy unicorn looking back at me!!" I sang out loud.
"Sing it with me! Heeeeeeeeey ,sexy unicorn!" What? Why won't they sing!! Now I'm sad.
"You big meanies!! Won't sing with me!! Why????" I cried. "What's I ever do to you??" The bus driver slammed on the brakes, I fell to the ground.
"Off now!!" He ordered.
"B-b-but w-why" I asked.
And elderly women stood up. " oh tony be nice to the young lady! " she defended in a Irish accent.
A middle aged man stood up also. Yay more people defendin-!!
"No! She's annoying! She needs to shut the-"
"Enough!" A voice commanded. " get off!" The bus driver growled. Wtf is up with growling? Tony I guess the drivers name was glared at the elderly lady and gave me a look that showed pure hatred.
I made my eyes water up and let a single tear exape my eye. I looked over to see a very pissed mom and dad.
"I'm truly sorry, everyone, for the trouble." My dad said through gridded teeth then stopped and looked at the bus driver. " but you will NOT speak to my daughter that way!!!"
"Yes, sorry alpha" he said with his head down. Omg! alpha? oh cheese sticks!! my dads either in the mob!! or, he's a natzi!!! Omg cool!! and they say, I, need to grow up?
