Chapter 3

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At school it Is a simple boring day .

English till recess and math till lunch we finish the day with b.t.n. (behind the news)

And art.

On the bus Charlotte starts to regurgitate her food from lunch, it is disgusting! All you can see is her food coming up her throat then she put her fingers in her mouth and scoops it up and wipes it on my bag,

"eww!!!"

Everyone turned to look at us, "I.. I saw a bug... And she squished it" I stutter I might be mean at times, but I'm not that mean to embarrass herself like that.

"thanks" she shrugs "ya'welcome"

The bus ride is awkward so I plug my headphones in and pump the music up loud.

When it's time to get off I swing my bag over my shoulder, say goodbye to everyone and sprint home.

Max and Roxie greet me with big sloppy kisses.

I tell mum all about it, to be honest she doesn't even care. "go feed max and Roxie" she instructs "ok"

I walk over to the outside fridge and grab out two pre-made bags of dog food, I prepare it and give it to them.

Max finished his in seconds but Roxie takes her time, I wonder if she is coming

Down with anything.. Hmmm.

I told mum, "mum I think Roxie has something wrong?" "I think it is just old age" "wait, wasn't I meant to go to charlottes? And aren't you meant to be in sanfrancisco for the day?" "umm yeah I came home... Uh... Early" "did You just say that so you didn't have to put up with me!" "no..well yes I'm so sorry" "why what did I do to you, why are you so selfish since dad lives in sanfrancisco" i don't want to here the answer so I run upstairs and grab my iPad mini and max.

I am playing a few games on my iPad and before I knew it I was asleep.

I can feel max lick my face then snuggle into me on fall asleep as well.

( readers note

I hope you are enjoying my book so far please comment if there

Is anything to add or lose thanks)

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