"Making my way downtown, walking fast, staring at the place downtown. DUDUDUDUDUDUDU DUDUDUDUDUDU! Rain is falling darn, still gonna meet my best friend no-ow!"
Yup, this was my life. Walking downtown in the pouring rain with thunder and lightning all because my best friend wanted me to meet her at her house. DARN HER! Oh right, and she wanted me to help her take care of the random duck we found downtown. At Foodland. Swimming in a puddle of apple juice, screaming "AND I OOP SKSKSKSKSKSKS!" Yeah.... We kept him and named him Bobby-Bob, or Bob the Duck for short. Just Bob will do too though. Alex decided he would stay in her house because my brother would either die from him, or I would die from my mother. If we let him go to my dad's house, my dog would eat him, which would be quite a shame.
Sighing, I check my watch.
7:00 am
ALREADY? JESUS! Alex's gonna be RAGING. I bet she's already started screaming at a fridge or eating a terrible sandwich (knowing Alex, she wouldn't try to cook well in the morning). Unfortunately, I was still exhausted from this morning. If only she would let me sleep more, but no. Of course not! There were no breaks when it came to adventures. It was only 3 in the morning when beloved Barney dropped each of us off at our houses. Being the tired person I was, I was immediately ready to fall asleep. Needless to say, Alex stopped my plans by calling me and declaring that I come to her house. I slept, like, 2 hours this morning.
So now I am sleepy, dying inside, and really, really, tired (oh wait, I said that already. You get the point.)
Finally, I trudge up to the door of Alex's house.
Hello, Alex.....
YOU ARE READING
No, You May NOT Eat Bob The Duck - Alyssa
HumorWelcome to the story of Bob the Duck. Honestly, this story is so ridiculous and crazy that I don't think you should read it! It might actually blow your mind. If you do read, beware of Hamilton and Grammar girl. And NEVER, EVER, drink a condiment l...