Niall's Baby Princess

Chapter Two

*Six hours into the ride*

With my earphones plugged in to escape the world I sit staining out the van window and texting my BFF, Lexi. "Who wants to stop for food?" Mom turns around to ask. "Us!" The boys scream. "Can we get pancakes?" Deleana asked. "That's my girl." Dad says. So by now I'm guessing Dad's hungry, and everyone else is in for the ride. "Well this is great, another hour added to the trip." I said. "Maddi! Don't be a downer." Deleana said. "I just don't want to be packed in this van forever! I wanna either get there or go back." I said. "Why?" Mom asked. "I hate van trips." I replied. "We'll now you'll have an hour to be out of the van." Dad said. "Whatever."

~ten minutes later, in Perkins.~

First let me explain the seen in the van. I'm not that bitchy but when you have a teenager and four other kids the teacher is usually in a bitch like mood all the time with her parents. So I act. I love my family but I seriously do hate long van rides all smushed together.

Deleana is coloring and mom is trying to figure out what the two of them are gunna eat. Dad and the boys are des using witch options are better. And as for myself I've decided on chicken fingers. By desert time Deleana has has syrup on her cheek and chocolate ice cream above her eyebrow, how she does it is indescribable. The boys have their faces stuffed with cake, and dad has an empty Oreo milkshake glass and half a piece of cake sitting in front of him. Mom and I suck to pie.

After cleaning Deleana of in the bathroom we were on our way off again. What a long ride.

Finally we're in Pennsylvania. "Three hours till we get to Gramma's house." Mom announces with a little snide sense in her tone. She always has a little bit of a attitude with her, like I said she's still nineteen in her heart.