A “Bone Breaking” bus trip

Monday, 3 p.m.

I could hear the bell ring. I was so preoccupied with Fariq and his bodyguards that I assumed I was going on my bus, but I was mistaken. And then I realised my bus would be waiting for the preschoolers before leaving, so I had time. I put on my hoodie and rushed towards route 0422 (Jake’s bus) and hid in a bush nearby, slowly but quickly approaching his window to ensure that after a brief conversation with him, I could escape to my bus before it realised I wasn’t there.

It wasn’t difficult for him to get to the window where he sat. The issue was that when my phone alarm began to ring “Tweep! Tweep! Tweep!” (Why didn’t I put it on silent mode before going on the mission?) All the other kids on the bus stared at me. For some reason, the kindergarten students on the opposite bus began throwing water balloons, chocolate wrappers, paper planes, glue packets, Hair gel…?, paper rockets, blasting crackers, paper bombs, and other miscellaneous items at ME! Who knew they were stealing all of the kindergarten materials at the school (which is why Principal Tom asked if we knew where they were)? I suppose he now knows where it all went. Do you know how annoying it is when people throw random objects at you? To make matters worse, I noticed Jake sitting with someone who was wearing a cap and a scarf around his neck. He resembled me. “HUUUUUUUUHHHHHH………… My AEF with my BFF” (My AEF.) I exclaimed. To clarify, AEF stands for Arch/Enemy/Forever, similar to BFF)(and some kind of puzzle piece clicked in my brain) He betrayed me? That’s how I found Fariq after I went unconscious. “What on earth does he think he’s doing?” I grumbled angrily and muttered something under my breath. Then something unexpected happened. My friend smiled as he glanced at me. Then a text message arrived with a “Tweep! Tweep! Tweep!” I rolled into Fariq and his bodyguards’ blind spot just as Fariq and his bodyguards turned to gaze at the ground where I had been standing. Fortunately, I was on grass, or my footprints would have been visible. I was thankful that there were no glue sticks and hair gel this time to be thrown.

I was relieved that there were no glue sticks or hair gel to be tossed this time.

Have you ever gone underneath a bus and then the bus takes off, and you have no idea you’re soaring through the air? You do it in the heat of the moment, and then you fall. That’s what I didn’t realise. Was it possible that the bus might start at any moment and my shoelace would become entangled in its wheels? I should listen to my mother and tie my shoelaces even if it only goes about 2 inches out of my shoes (thankfully, I learned my lesson). That’s exactly what occurred.

My phone was about to ring again the moment I rolled to the side. I courageously turned down the ringtone volume because I had expected it. (I had to stretch my legs close to the back tyre of the bus to take out my headphones because I had permanently turned on the notification volume in my spy phone) Tweep! Tweep! Tweep! Tweep! Tweep! Tweep! Tweep Sound will entice the youngsters to come to me (much like how flies are drawn to the light in the dark).

I was about to phone my parents and ask them to come to pick me up from school when the bus charged forward like a hyperactive child. And with that, I was gone.

Flying up and down, spinning around and around, my legs performing split jumping jacks, getting a few bruises on my arms and legs, and ultimately a thud that causes a streaking pain over my chest and complete quiet where I can’t see or hear anything. The second unconsciousness of the day followed a minute or two later. What a great way to go!

Remind me to buy nicer shoes with longer laces, because these shoes have such short laces that I almost died.

one hour later

(However, it didn’t appear as Jake’s bus driver noticed me behind it.) Instead, I awoke behind a supermarket, next to a dumpster. And I knew exactly where I was (the Pow Pow Ka-Pow store). Don’t ask me who came up with that name). The store was approximately a kilometre from my house, and I went there every weekend. It was a business with free video games and candy.

I went into the store after finding my bag. I collected a few hundred candies and went out to buy the video game Jake and I were going to play this weekend (The Clash Championship 2). Since I hadn’t eaten, I paid my lunch money and some of the money I found in the dumpster to the clerk running the shop

(Don’t ask me if he smelled the money or anything) and dashed to my house. I go on the bus and get home at 5:45. Because my lane was the last stop, I timed my run at 5:45.

Fortunately, the bus arrived before I did, giving the impression that I was dropped off. You may be asking if the driver checks on individuals who have been left behind.

And he doesn’t care who is left because no one is assisting him with his task. He drives like a robot from stop to stop. Our bus lacks them because the kindergarten bus needs them. (I wouldn’t doubt it either; a glance at them transforms them into LITTLE DEVILS.) That is why OUR driver does not do anything other than follow his schedule.

I entered my house and shut the door. There was no one at home (I realised this because there was no sound). Then I headed down the hall. My mother was not preparing dinner. And my father wasn’t working on his boat in the backyard.

That’s when my ears exploded! My friends had organised a party for my birthday, which I had completely forgotten about!!!

So far, the day was going well. (Except for the two times I passed out) I suppose someone has to pay the price for a wonderful day.

Who would have guessed that my enraged pals would throw me a surprise birthday party? I suppose the day went nicely.