Why was the dismissal bell so much louder than all of the other ones?
"Hey!" Rylan said as he sprinted up to me. "Ready?" I asked. He nodded and grabbed my hand. As we were leaving the school, the PA beeped. We all stopped in our tracks and dropped silent. "Can I have Olivia Hitchcock to the office please?" I sighed and threw my head back. "Will you wait? This hopefully won't take long." I asked Rylan. "Yea of course." He replied. I winked and spun away. What was this all about? I wasn't late today. Oh boy.
"Olivia! I'm so glad to see you." My heart stopped. Grandma Lucy. Grandma Lucy was my dads mom and lived in Boston. I had only met her a few times, but that was enough for anyone. She had a heavy Boston accent and wore expensive jewelry and flashy clothes. "So, I talked to your mother and she thinks its best if Grandma Lucy stays with you." Mrs. Kinney, the principal said. How to I get out of this situation? I certainly don't want Grandma Lucy to be here but how do I say no? My phone started ringing. "Hold on, I have to take this." I said picking up my phone and walking into the silent hallway. "Liv, what is taking so long?" Rylan asked scared. "Remember when I told you about Grandma Lucy?" "Oh no. She isn- Oh yes she is" I said cutting off Rylan. "Get down here!" I hung up the phone and threw it into my sweatshirt pocket. I walked back into the office to see Grandma Lucy putting on her pink lipstick. I heard a thunk and saw the door open. Rylan made it. The thunk made Grandma Lucy jump and smear her lipstick (which probably wasn't the worst thing) all over her face. "You little rat!" she snarled, getting into Rylans face. "Hey calm down." I replied. She turned over to me, "You think this is funny?Well hmp." I rolled my eyes and glanced over at Rylan. His eyes were huge staring at Grandma Lucy. "Did you bring this punk in here, Liv?" she asked while trying to rub the lipstick smear off her face. "It's Olivia actually." I snapped back. Grandma Lucy sighed. "And yes I did. This is one of my best friends, Rylan." I said trying to make this less awkward, but at this point, that wasn't possible. "You aren't that cute." she said, crumpling her face. "Okay you need to relax." I said, trying to defend Rylan and I without ringing her neck. She whipped around and glared at me. "Listen here young lady. I'm living with you until Mom is better whether you like it or not." I rolled my eyes and glanced at Rylan. "I can lock you out of that house faster than you can run in Stilettos." I snapped back. She gasped. "Do you even know my address?" I asked. "Well, I was hoping you could show me." "Well that's certainly not going to happen." I grabbed Rylan's hand and walked out the door. "You can't just live on your own." Rylan stated. "You are right." I replied. "Then where are you going?" he asked looking very confused. "To my other Grandmas." I said. "I thought she died..." Rylan said, his voice trailing off. "Oh shit, she did." I replied. Rylan found that funny and I did not. "You have to live with her." Rylan persisted. "Rylan. She is batshit crazy. I'd rather live in a swamp than with that psycho." I snapped back. We walked for a little bit before we reached the fields. "Wait. I got it. I'll just go live with Bella. How did we not think of that." Rylan nodded. "That's so obvious. How didn't we."
The best baseball and softball training facility in the country. I played on a select team so I could bring myself and anyone in for free. I walked up to the front desk. "Hey Joey." I said sliding my card through to unlock the tinted glass doors. Joey nodded and continued talking on the phone. "Holy shit. This place is huge." Rylan said it utter awe. "Yea." I said agreeing and walking down to my locker. I typed in my combination and my locker door swung open. "Oh cool. My jerseys are clean." I said under my breath. "They wash your stuff, too?" Rylan said, still taking it all in. "Yep and if something breaks, they give you a new one." I grabbed my sweatshirt that said STAFF on the back, grabbed my bag and walked into the fieldhouse.
