Sunday, November 3 : Rafaeldo's freaking loud alarm had awoken us from our sleep, but his noise was effective in the end.
As we are expectant for the trip as we packed and get ourselves cleansed, we approach the party bus. The bus was ok, has a Karaoke TV, Has free Wifi and more. Probably the argue able part was just its size, I hope Biff could drive this baby safely as we go mountain by mountain as i worried.
As we spent 3 hours of the road, which we have already spent one fifth of the trip, everybody had something to do. Me and my orphan friends watched an illegally downloaded movie which we missed in quite a long time, Chappie. The story was average, the sense of characters were inspiring, the comedy was fun and understandable, i was surprised when some people made movies about a robot which acts like a kid. Pastuzo and Sarah was eating a big bowl of noodles together, Xac and Farrine sketches something together in Farrine's sketch book, Bobby was sleeping by lying down 3 of the party buses chairs selfishly, Lynn sang a lot of Rock songs at the karaoke TV, even if no one listens to her, Azrael does what he does best, vlogging, Richie was making up herself as she brought a lot of fashion equipments, Straw was coding around her computer, what other app could she possibly initiate and Mr.Moore and Haroun spent their time talking with Biff on the traffic ahead.
We haven't made halfway of our distance by 5 hours on the trip, guess the traffic was in such a calamity. But somewhat, we have reached Massachuchets , the edge of it to be exact. We rest by the rest area in a really hot dry weather.
After we ate a bucket of KFC chicken, Mr.Moore saw a poor eight year old beggar singing around the parking lot. As Mr.Moore felt despaired seeing the kid in hunger, crying and hardworking for money to be given to the bucket, he insisted to give him $50. Guess my History teacher has a great history with beggarly people. Then we left the rest area and me and my orphan friends decided to sleep. So Rafaeldo and i hugged Zara as she sat in the middle, and Zara put her head in my shoulder and her hand at his hoodie pocket.
In the act of ten hours of the trip which i woke up all of a sudden with Mr.Moore and Bif the only people to be active, we have reached Connecticut. Then some hours later, Mr.Moore uses the Karaoke mic and shockingly announced that we would make it by thirty minutes which woke everyone as the mic was screeching.
Farrine was singing, "set the night to music" quietly and Lynn replied to her as Farrine was nervous of revealing. Then Lynn sang back with her and everyone in the bus including Biff sang at the bus. With Clayne slamming the bus walls, or Wilkes whistling, or Farrine dueting with Xac, this oddly bus activity was never an activity like other oddly buses.
We were all eternally grateful as we sang quite long we realised we will arrive after 6km. As we were all happy, celebrating and more, Biff SUDDEN BRAKED THE BUS as half of the class fell of the bus and some were squished by Boris. When we went outside, we saw a group of scouts with nerf guns and what seems to be a scout teacher.
Mr.Moore : Sorry officer, but what's with stopping our bus ?, you nearly crashed us !
Scout teacher : Guess they never learn, Easter, explain !!!
Easter : My name is Easter Clonein, the honorable leader of the Taiga scouts. It seems you passed our land and camp of trip of patriotic service, please take another path
Biff : What!!, that would take fifteen minutes from here !!!, this bus can't handle such terrain !
Wilkes : Look i am a scout too sir, i have dealt with these situations as a forest scout, but this is not the way it should be done
Easter : Are you trying to challenge our laws, get off our camp or we are forced to engage !!
Clayne : Do it then !! , we are ready !!!!!!!
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Craig's Diary
AdventureThis really elongated diary is about a 15 year old orphan named Craig Goliath, who storyboarded his life as he moved from New Jersey to New Hampshire and meet really unusual friends. Follow him as he runs his journey with his school and his life, ou...
