Present day
Bartholomew and I follow Mr.Ratcliffe to the picnic tables. At the picnic tables, I notice Mr.Cameron, Carolinn, and, the park ranger sitting at one table. "She left with Ms.Collin and came back with Mr.Garrison" Mr.Ratcliffe stated. "Ms.Collin had to come back because, she had to go to Yorktown" Mr.Cameron stated. "As for you two, GET IN THE VAN" the park ranger yelled as Bartholomew and I enter the black van.
Just before we drive, Carolinn asks the chauffeur to roll the windows down. "Mr.Garrison, Ms.Vibert-Williams, I contacted your parents. They will pick you up at your school this evening. And Ms. Vibert-Williams, your phone was confiscated but you somehow got it back" Carolinn stated as the windows roll up again.
"My mom is going to flip" I said. "I've been missing forever" Bartholomew replied. "You were about to die" I stated. "I can't believe I had to believe that bs" Bartholomew replied. "Yeah. I did not understand that 20's bullcrap. What's a bimbo? What's a moll?" I asked.
"I wasn't talking to you Dumb Dora" Bartholomew mocked. I started giggling. "I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to that keen gentleman next to you" I mocked back. "A girl wearing short pants without stockings" I giggled. "There goes the cats meow" Bartholomew replied. "YOU TWO SHUT UP! YOUNG LADY, CHECK YOUR PHONE!" The chauffeur stated. I looked at my phone. "What do they say?" Bartholomew asked peeking at my phone. "Things in French" I replied texting back. "YOU BETTER BE TEXTING YOUR MOTHER YOUNG LADY! AS FOR YOU YOUNG MAN, SHUT YOUR FACE HOLE!" The chauffeur demanded.
Fifteen minutes later, pulls up at the side is the road. "Do we need gas?" I asked. "NO! LET ME TAKE A DUMP IN PEACE" the chauffeur stated. "I think he needs to reflect on his behaviour towards young adolescents" Bartholomew whispered. "We're fourteen and besides, I'm sick of watching him pee" I whispered back. "He pulls his pants all the way down" Bartholomew giggled. I start giggling. "GET IN THE VAN" the chauffeur demanded as we sprint inside.
After fifteen minutes of un necessary drama, we continue to drive. I hear my phone ring. When I realize it is my Dad, I immediately answer. "Daddy!" I said with relief. "Oh sweetie, it is great to hear from you!" My Dad replied over the phone. As I talk to my Dad, the chauffeur interrupts me. "YOUNG LADY! HANG UP RIGHT NOW!" The chauffeur demanded. "OKAY FINE" I replied as I hang up.
Suddenly, I burst into tears. The Chauffeur does not care. Bartholomew bursts out into tears too. The chauffeur does not care. Instead, he pulls out a cigarette and starts smoking. I start coughing and Bartholomew continues crying. I start wheezing and barking as Bartholomew opens the window.
"DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING" the chauffeur demanded as Bartholomew opens the other window. "Thank you" I croaked as the chauffeur's cigarette falls out of his mouth. Instead of saying something mean, he stomps on the floor like crazy so the van does not catch fire. I breathe normally with the help of fresh air and the fact that the chauffeur is not smoking. "DON'T MESS WITH ME AGAIN YOU LITTLE TWITS!" The chauffeur stated.
One hour later, the chauffeur realizes that we are almost out of gas. Luckily, he notices a Wawa two minutes away. "WE GONNA GET GAS!" The chauffeur stated as we pull into the gas station.
"Bartholomew, we are in Quintico" I said as we exit the van. Just before Bartholomew has a chance to speak, the chauffeur has something to say. "WORK THE PUMP! I NEED TO TAKE ANOTHER DUMP AND BUY FOOD!" The chauffeur demanded as he hives the pump to Bartholomew. "RENÉE AND I ARE FOURTEEN" Bartholomew stated as I put the pump back in its home.
"That chofer is evil" Bartholomew said. "Not trying to be mean but it is pronounced chauffeur" I replied. "Well Madame Frenchie, that chauffeur is evil"Bartholomew giggled. "Wait! Here he comes" I said,
"WHY IS THERE NO GAS IN THE VAN?" The chauffeur asked. "WE ARE NOT BREAKING THE LAW" I replied in protest, "FINE! GO TAKE YOUR DUMPS AND COME RIGHT BACK" the chauffeur suggested in defeat.
The two of us walk away in peace. "I'm hungry. So, let's use the restroom, buy some food and drinks. But, we are going to wolf them down in the back" I suggested. "Great idea" Bartholomew replied as we enter our separate bathrooms.
When we finish in the bathroom, I pull out a ten dollar bill. "Five dollars each" I said as we walk to the drink section. I take a seltzer water as Bartholomew takes a coke. "What should we eat?" I asked. "Let's take a look" Bartholomew replied as he takes a bag of Fritos and I take a bag of fruit gummies. "We'll share because I can't eat this on my own"I suggested as we walk to the cash. "Good Idea" Bartholomew replied as he puts a pack of five gum on the cash. "Just in cash la chauffeur explodes the van"Bartholomew said as the cashier scans the items. "Le chauffeur"I giggled as I pay for the items. "Bonne Journee" the cashier said as he hands me the change. "Merci tu aussi" I replied as I put the coins except for a quarter in the tips box and leave.
As Bartholomew and I sneak to the back, I notice a path of foes heading directly for the van. "Wanna see the van explode" I suggested as we peek around the side of the building. KABOOM! The van explodes. "That's the last straw" I stated as we walk to the van to look at the ruins of the van.
"MY VAN!" The chauffeur stated. "What goes around comes around" I whispered looking at the van. "That explosion did so much damage" Bartholomew said as the police show up. "Third times the charm Mr.Wallow" the cop on the right demanded as the chauffeur enters the police car. "This time for property damage" the cop on the right on the left replied as he gets in the drivers seat.
"We are going to hang out at Wawa until our parents show up" Bartholomew said as I pull out my phone and call ma mama. "Here's a quarter for the payphone" I said as I hand Bartholomew that quarter I saved. "Renée there is no payphone" Bartholomew replied. Unfortunately, I can't hear what he said. "My mom will pick me up" I said. "Renée, there is no payphone" Bartholomew replied. "Use my phone" I said handing him my phone. "Thanks" Bartholomew replied as my phone rings again. Five minutes later, Bartholomew hangs up. "My Dad is in a meeting. He will pick me up from there." Bartholomew said giving me my phone.
After twenty five minutes of fun five gum truth or dare, I notice a black Lexus pull up at the side of the Wawa followed by a Volkswagen Jetta. "My Mom is here" I said. "My Dad is here too" Bartholomew replied as he walks up to the Volkswagen.
"Renée!" My Mom exclaimed giving me a hug. "Mama!" I exclaimed back. "Qui est le garçon avec son papa?" My Mom asked. "C'est Barthélémy Garrison" I replied as I enter the Lexus. As we drive away, I wave goodbye to Bartholomew.
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A field trip through time part 2
Teen FictionI recommend that you read part one first. Renée must deal with the aftermath of the peculiar field trip through time. She has to deal with the backlash, friendship struggles and, a potentially fatal accident that can cost her life.
