Chapter 42: Cause of Death:Unknown

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~ Bruno's POV~

I really thought I was going to die. Conditioning will be the death of me. I thought it was going to be much easier. I went on Twitter and tweeted "Conditioning is going to be the death of me." All my hooligans were confused. I responded to one of the accounts, "Angelina has me conditioning with her." I wasn't going to tell the world I'm a cheerleader. Bruno Mars 'Treasure' singer is now a cheerleader. I can't tell the world that. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so famous, I'm doing this for Angelina Michelle, My daughter. I'm a dad now and I have to make sacrifices for my baby girl. But how an I going to tell the world that I , Peter Gene Hernandez, Bruno Mars, am a cheerleader. Maybe Angelina or someone else will tell them.

~Angelina's POV~

I made a list of all the things we're going to have to get while we're out.

"Hey Dad!"

"Yea."

"Can we go to the store I have to pick some things up."

"Yea."

"I'm gonna get in the shower first and than we can go."

"Okay"

I got in the shower when I got out I put on Nike Pros and a shirt and put my hair in a messy bun.

I went downstairs and remembered I forgot my phone in the gym. I ran downstairs and grabbed it. I came back upstairs and sat on the couch. I watched Geronimo chase his tail.

"Dad I'm ready."

"Okay. I'm coming."

My dad came out of his room upstairs.
"Ready dude."

"Yeah" he said grabbing his keys.

We got in the car and went to Walmart. We walked in and I grabbed a cart. My dad took the cart and started pushing it.

"Get it."

"What?"

"Get in the cart."

"Okay." I climbed into the cart and we went through the isles.

"Lets take a picture."

I got my phone and took a selfie with my dad. I was smiling and he was making a very weird face.

"So why are we here Ange?"

"We need 2 laundry baskets for the gym. A mini fridge for my room in the basement for waters and towels."

"Well the towels are right here."

"We need pink and black "

"How many?"

" 10 pink and 9 black." My dad put the towels in the cart on top of me.

"Now laundry baskets." We go to the laundry basket isle.

"Get that one,"I said pointing to the square basket.

"Which one?"

"The square one"

"This one?" My dad said pointing to the basket.

"Yea, get two."
My dad grabbed them and put them on my head.

"Who turned out the lights?" I said laughing. My dad chuckled.

"We should get expo markers so I can write messages on the mirror for practice."

"Okay." We go down the isle and grabbed the markers.

We went passed the craft area.

"We should get thread."

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