Escape // Marcus and Martinus Story ❤️❤️

Chp 8

Principal : you're in luck!

My face lit up. Was he gonna say what I thought he was gonna say?!?

I walked towards him along with Harper and Sydney. They were just as excited as I was. I stared at him, waiting for him to speak, for what felt like days.

Principal : I've got a space free for the trip. Would you like it?

Sam : hell yeah!

I covered my mouth with my hands.

He made one of those looks towards me but I knew he wasn't that angry at me.

Sam : who dropped out?

Principal : Danielle Bucket broke her arm last night and so she's in hospital unable to attend the trip. That was her parents just there, explaining the unfortunate news.

Harper : not so unfortunate for you.

She mumbled in my ear. My thoughts made it back to that day when I told danielle I had dropped out. She just laughed and said 'I would never do that'. Well that's just karma.

Sam : thank you so much!

Principal : no problem, I'll see you three on Friday then shall I?

Sydney : yup!

We all burst out the room into the corridor and broke into immediate happiness. We jumped about giggling and squealing until the bell rang.

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It was finally the Friday morning which meant we were leaving today! I was so excited that as soon as my alarm went off I jumped out of bed and got ready in the space of about 3 minutes. And that's saying something cause that NEVER happens. I mean NEVER.

I had already packed my bag last night so I didn't have much else to do other than wait until it was time to leave. I skipped downstairs to the kitchen, meeting my dad already sat, reading the newspaper.

Dad : hiya! So you all set?!?

Sam : yup!

Dad : sorry I didn't help you pack but I had a bunch of paperwork to go through last night and you know me, always wanting to get things out the wa-

Sam : dad, it's fine really. I think I can pack a suitcase.

Dad : right sorry I'm forgetting you're 16 now.

Sam : yeah nearly 17!

Dad : god yeah it's only about a month! When did that happen!?

Sam : time flies.

I began to nibble on my toast to which dad kindly prepared for me.

Dad : ....look I know I'm not the best dad ever but I just want you to know that I'm so proud of you and who you've become.

Sam : thanks dad. And anyway, you are the best dad ever! Even if you made all my white shirts pink from the wash!

We both laughed.

Dad : no but in all seriousness, I try my best and it may not be all that good but I want you to know that I do try.

Sam : I know you do, and you're doing a great job.

Dad : really?

Sam : really.

Annabelle : HAS ANYONE SEEN MY GLASSES!?!?

Annabelle came fumbling down the stairs with her arms out in front like a zombie. I knew that she was just joking because her eyesight isn't that bad but she made me laugh anyway.