Falling In Fall (Major Editing)

Safe lunch

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"My car isn't here yet?" I asked my grandpa who just descended from the stairs with his car key to give me a lift to school.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Mr. Simons found out that the engine broke down after it refuelled and failed to start." My grandpa announced fixing his jacket he just grabbed on the rack near him.

"What?" I pouted.

"Don't worry sweetheart, it'll be repaired in a jiff. Have I told you that man made a car run without wheels?"

I lightly chuckled, "That got me worried a bit, though."

"Sweetheart, your lunch!" My grandma called, carrying my lunch box, while she ran in small steps with her slippers thumping on the floor tiles.

"Oh, yeah I forgot." I giggled, taking it from my grandma.

Last night at dinner, my grandma suggested that she would prepare a lunch for me on this day, because she said she found a new recipe that looks appetizing and wanted to try it out. I just hope it won't ruin my appetite.

I put my lunch box on my school bag before smiling, "Thanks grandma."

Bending forward, I gave her a kiss her on the cheek and bid goodbye.

"Take care!" Grandma waved as she waited for the car to move out of the garage before she gets inside the house, closing the door.

Grandpa drove smoothly but not slow, "Do you think we're gonna make it?" He asked, peeking on his side mirror and glancing over to the rearview mirror before hitting the signal button to the right.

"Yeah, I guess.." I surmised, brushing my hair.

Grandpa overtook a few cars on the slow lane but quickly slammed the brakes, skidding to a halt, as he fails to notice the traffic light on red. I bobbed on my chair making my hair laid back on a mess.

"Sorry dear, haven't seen the red light." He apologized while I nodded in response and brushed my hair, again.

A few more minutes we made it to school. The school yard was empty, well quite. A janitor was picking up litters and dumping them on the bin he strolls with him, the bus driver was wiping the bus' windshield with a damped cloth, and the chef at the cafeteria just walked inside the building with a plastic bag clasped on both of her hands, but no students were on the picture.

Oh, dear. I bit my lower lip.

"Bye grandpa. See you later and please be careful." I said, pecking him a kiss on the cheek and swiftly hopping out of the car.

I dashed through the entrance nearly tripping on my steps. Meeting my locker, I punched on the codes, unlocking it before reaching for my math textbook, then shut the door afterwards. Muffled voices were heard all throughout the empty hallway as I passed by multiple classrooms before reaching my class.

"Phew. I thought I'm gonna be dead." I muttered as soon as I entered the room without Mr. Stone in sight.

"Psst! Nikki! Over here!" Hailey waved who was sitted at the back of the class.

"Why are we changing seats?" I asked walking towards Hailey as I took a glance on who was now sitting on my chair.

"Two nearly blind dudes traded our seats for the day." Hailey mumbled monotonously while doodling on her scketch pad.

"Well, what did they trade our seats with?" I said, dropping my bag on the desk Hailey reserved for me to sit in.

"Huh?" Hailey questioned, as she took her eyes away from her sketch pad.