Memories,sweet memories.They are the reasons for the smiles on our faces, the sparkle in our eyes,the reasons we laugh.
Claire keeps her memories in numerous forms, pictures,journals,recordings etc.
It's her form of therapy,but there's one memory sh...
"As Soon As I Saw You,I Knew An Adventure Was Going To Happen." -Winnie The Pooh
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Chapter 11
Thursday, it was Thursday, how does time fly this fast? I haven't the faintest idea.
"Bri, stay at home you don't sound well enough to even get up from bed to watch The Witcher."
"But Claire, I can't abandon you like this, I mean it's just some silly old flu that'll get better. Now I'm going to shower and I'll be by your house in a few minutes." she stated stubbornly, I huffed and roll my eyes.
"I'm going to say this for the last time, stay at home! I'm catching the bus. I'm on my way out of the house, so stay at home and get well, okay? I don't want you spreading your little germy babies onto me." I joked with a hearty chuckle.
"Hardy har har very funny." I could hear her eyes roll through the phone.
"But if you insist, I'll stay at home, in this lonely bed all by myself. Enjoy school for me alright?" We said our goodbyes and hung up, the bus, the school freaking bus!
It'll be by the stop in exactly 7 minutes and I'm like a few houses away. I quickly spray a few sprits of perfume, added some lipgloss and grabbed my backpack, I didn't have time to greet my parents, I simply shoved my lunch and a packet of Skittles into my backpack.
"Oh shoot oh shoot!" I muttered whilst running, my lungs were burning and screaming for me to stop and take a rest. I don't run, even for physical wellbeing class. I just hide behind the bleachers. I see it, that mustard yellow coloured bus with a huge dark blue writing stating ' school bus 'I catch my breath and try my best to reach it, almost ,almost.
"Hey watch it you- oh it's just you." I'm beginning to think that someone has a voodoo doll of me and is continuously making my life a miserable hell.
"If it isn't the stuck up freak wannabe." Tainted Rebecca Isabella Harris, yes sister of Daniel, unfortunately.
"Leave me alone Rebecca." I hissed and turned to the bus, she stuck her long, tanned, lean and shiny leg out with her black stilettoes in front of me, just then her minions arrived by her side.
Chloe Bridges folded her arms and swayed her tanned body as she walked, she laughed at my outfit and whispered something to Stacey Osborne who gave a shrugged smile, feeling uncomfortable and not wanting to pick on me.
"Someone call the fashion police, because there's been a fashion freak accident." humours Chloe,and eventually stops laughing as she realized no one liked her joke.
"What? It was funny alright. It's not my fault you can't take jokes." She flicks her hair and huffed.
"Look, whatever you got to say to me just stick it up your ass. My day's been alright so far and I wouldn't like it if the three headed fake plastic smelling, annoying giggling, weird nails ,fucking dipshitted Hydra ruining a moment of it, so if you'd excuse me I'm going to fuck outta here and head over into the bus. Enjoy your day bitches."
