Perfect Vaction

Bon Voyage

I decided to start my day off with a jog around the block.  I am not going to lie here, but I did get a little side tracked and ended up running a few blocks.  As soon as I made it back to my house, I was completely out of breath.  When I entered through the front door, my mom immediately began to scream at me.

"Holden Michael Roe, get you ass ion this kitchen right now!"

"What the?"

"I SAID NOW!"

I sprinted into the kitchen because I did NOT want to get my ass beat by my mom.  As soon as I had entered the kitchen, my mom, the twins, and my dad were all sitting at the kitchen table.

"Um... what is the matter?"

"You tell me mister, what the hell is this," my mom snapped at me while tossing an envelope in my direction.

"I don't know, and Susan why the hell are you recording," I demanded.

"Just shut up and open it," my mom snapped again.

As I was about to open the envelope, I realized that it had already been tampered with, but I proceeded anyway.  When I pulled out the piece of paper, something fell out of it.  When I picked it up to examine it, it was a ticket to Disney World in Florida.  I looked at my family in surprise and read the letter

Holden, your father and I thought that since you have wanted to go to Disney for a while now, and you finally managed to get out of the hole that you were in and graduate, you deserved a family trip to Disney World.  Love you, Ma and Pa.

"Are you serious right now?"

"Yes, your mother and I figured that since shit has been rough so far this year for you and you managed to pull through, you deserved a vacation."

"Oh my god thank you," I said as I gave both my mom and stepdad a hug.

"There is only one thing that you probably will not like."

"What is that?"

"Your Uncle Raymond paid for us to go, which means he is coming with."

"Um... I guess I can survive..."

"Good, let's get packed.  Uncle Ray will be here in two hours and then we're off to Sunny Florida."

Two hours, I have two hours to pack?  What the actual fuck was my mom thinking.  Not only that, but what the fuck does Uncle Pervert want from me now?  Like, I know that he likes to stare at me and smacks my ass still.  I might like guys but that doesn't mean that I wanna fuck my uncle.  I shrugged it off because I had two weeks of shit to pack in two hours.  Of course, my dumb ass had not cleaned my room yet so I had to scramble to find decent and clean clothes to wear.  I had to sniff test my boxers which luckily were all clean, accept one and I got a whiff of stank ass.  Besides finding clothes, I also had to get my shower stuff together.

Those two hours passed by faster than any day of the year.  I managed to pack the essentials, but I knew that I would be forgetting a thing or two.  After I zipped up my suitcase, I head a car pull into the driveway and of course it was Uncle Douche.

"Holdie, come say hello to your Uncle."

"I'm coming."

When I made it down the stairs, my uncle had brought in his suitcases.  He was wearing shorts and a bright ass yellow T-shirt.  When he saw me he immediately came up to me and pulled me into a hug.

"You know, I missed you the most Holden."

"Um, yeah, okay.  Hey mom, can I go over to Klaus's house to tell the news and say goodbye?"