The Adventures of Strawberry and Twinkie

Chapter 7

Strawberry's POV

"TWINKIE WAKE THE BALLS UP!" I scream from out of the kitchen.

I hear a loud thud and Twinkie screaming. I roll my eyes and walk into the room.

"What happened?" I say, laughing.

"I fell of the bed, because of you!" Twinkie says a little angrily. I snicker a little.

"Well, get ready. We have to go back to Manhattan today." I say.

"UGHHHH!! I don't want to go to Manhattan. I wanna stay here, with bae," Twinkie says. By bae, of course, she meant Brandon.

"Well, where does he live?" I ask.

"I don't know," Twinkie says.

"Just text him," I say. Twinkie nods and goes to the bathroom to brush her hair and change. In the meanwhile, I prepare some breakfast. Then, out of nowhere, I hear Twinkie squealing.

"OMG OMG OMG!!!!" Twinkie screams. I run over to the bathroom and hit my face against the door, because, you know, I'm an idiot like that.

"Owwww.." I moan.

"HE LIVES IN QUEENS!!!!" Twinkie says opening the bathroom door.

"Good for you," I say sarcastically. I wipe my nose and then realize I'm bleeding.

"Here," Twinkie says, handing me her Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle tissues.

"Thanks," I say as I take two tissues and stuff them up my nose. Then I smell something burning.

"Crap!" I say as I run over to the stove and see the omelette I was making burning. Of course, me being the idiot I am, grab it with my hand. Then, I start juggling it because it's burning me. I throw it at Twinkie, and it hits her face. I start laughing, but then she throws it at my face. I take the omelette off my face and throw it at the fridge.

"OWWWW!!" I say as I'm in pain.

"Omg! Strawberry I'm so sorry," Twinkie says.

"It's okay. Did the omelette hurt you?" I ask her.

"Well, I licked it and then it burnt my tongue but I'm okay, I guess," Twinkie says.

"That's good," I say. I walk over and pick up the omelette and throw it in the trash.

"I'm going to go wash off my injured face," I say walking to the bathroom.
I close the door behind me and quickly wash my face. I take the tissues out of my nose and put two fresh ones in. Then I spray perfume on and brush my hair. I walk over to the room and start packing our things back in our Dora the Explorer suitcase.

"Strawberry!" Twinkie yells.

"What?" I yell back.

"I made some toaster strudels," she says. I quickly stuff everything inside the suitcase, zip it up, and run over to the kitchen.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" I yell. Twinkie hands me a toaster strudel, and I quickly gobble it up.

"Fatty," Twinkie says rolling her eyes at me. I ignore her and roll out the suitcase to the living room.
I look back at Twinkie and realize she's eating a toaster strudel, and she's obviously enjoying it.

"You should give me a piece," I say.

"NO!" Twinkie yells. I walk over and quickly grab a piece and put it in my mouth.

"Thanks," I say.

"YOU DID NOT JUST TAKE A PIECE OF MY TOASTER STRUDEL!" Twinkie yells. Honestly, I've never seen her this mad, over food at least.

"Well, I just did," I say. She slaps my arm and leaves a mark.

"TWINKIE! WHAT THE BALLS?!" I yell.

"That's what you get! I told you! You need to be a good Strawberry!" Twinkie says. I roll my eyes and sit on the couch as I wait for her to finish.
Finally, after like 30 minutes, she's finally done with her toaster strudel.

"Let's get going, Twinkie. The train is leaving in like, 15 minutes," I say.

"Let's go then!" Twinkie says. She opens the door and we quickly leave for the train station. We leave the room keys at the front desk, and run to the train station. It's about 7:30 a.m., and to my surprise, when we get on the train, there's no one on.

Twinkie and I take a seat and put the suitcase next to us.

"Ugh! I can't wait I get home." Twinkie says.

"Same," I say. Then, at one stop, this cute boy comes in, and it's not Brandon. He takes a seat in front of us, and he has these gorgeous blue eyes. I think he can kind of tell I'm staring at him.

"Hi.." The cute boy says.

"Hi! I'm Strawber- no sorry, I meant Veronica. Nice to meet you," I say blushing. I can hear Twinkie behind me, trying to hold in her laughter.

"I'm Jackson," he says, laughing a bit.

"Nice to meet you," I say, smiling.

"So where are you headed?" Jackson asks.

"Manhattan," Twinkie says.

"I'm Sofia, nice to meet you," Twinkie says.

"Hey, I'm headed to Manhattan too! I live there," Jackson says.

"Really? We live there too!" I say.
I can't believe this hottie lives there! Is this my lucky day or what?

"Yeah. Let's just get down to the point. Strawberry here, also known as Veronica, is single and she's ready to mingle!" Twinkie says. I look over and her and elbow her in the stomach.