Macey snuggled her head into my shoulder. "Peaches, tell me a story to get my mind off of being on this stupid road trip." She whispered. I rolled my eyes.
"You're so stubborn Mace! This is fun! Loosen up a little chica!" I replied, poking her forehead.
"I'm missing out on Shawn Mendes IN CONCERT mind you, to go on a road trip with my parents, best friend, and guy friends." Macey growled.
"Keep up the attitude and no story for you!" I said in a 'Soup Nazi' voice. Macey sighed.
"Fine! I'll shut up."
"Good Macey!" I smiled sort of condescendingly at her and she poked my cheek.
"Okay....... Once upon a time..." I started but was rudely cut off by Carter putting his head on my other shoulder. I rolled my eyes and started again.
"Once upon a time, there lived a girl named Dorothy..."
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"And she said with three clicks of her heels, There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home."
Macey sighed. "I think you just made the wizard of Oz appealing to my sophisticated- THE BIRD HAS RETURNED!" Macey said whipping her head off my shoulder to stare out the window of her parent's rented van. There was, throughout the whole drive, this one bird that would come and fly outside Macey's window.
I giggled slyly.
Macey sighed and looked at her dad, getting off my shoulder. "So where are we going?" She asked.
"Not telling." Her dad replied.
Macey looked at me with pleading eyes and then looked back towards her dad. "Awe come on! It's the least you can do!" She complained.
"Oh! Get the blindfold!" Her dad announced abruptly, taking his hands off of the steering wheel for a moment which made the car swerve.
"Oh! Right!" Mom said. She swiftly grabbed a bandana out of her purse, turning slightly in her chair and pulling Macey towards her while Carter wrapped a bandana around my head.
"Baby..." I moaned in annoyance.
"Shh! It's a surprise!" I could almost feel Carter wink at me.
"Did you know about this?" Macey huffed, obviously annoyed.
"Wrong direction!" Hunter pointed out from the back. Why is he even here again? I don't know.
"Did you know about this?" Macey asked again. She probably turned to face them properly. My highly trained ears told me exactly which direction the boys were sitting.
"I don't!" I squeaked. "They put a blindfold on me too."
"Fallon! I told you last night!" Peyton addressed me. I shrugged my shoulders in response.
"Carter?" Macey warned, her voice was like ice.
"Yes, my love?" Fletcher asked in a nervous voice.
"If you don't tell me where we are going in the next thirty seconds, I will castrate you."
"You will do no such thing!" Mr. Rancour scolded, "We men need our pe--" He continued but Macey and I cut him off.
"No! Stop! La la la!" We said in unison. My mom and the boys laughed before Peyton spoke up. "We do know, but we promised not to tell."
"You jerk faces." Macey huffed in defeat.
"Fallon!" - "Macey!" We said in unison again, "Stop that! Arggg! We are so Riley and Maya. Hehehehehehehe!"
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