Chapter 8: Millie's POV
We sat at breakfast the next morning. Ava sat in my lap, Anna in Lexxy's. We were all in our new outfits, with our new bags on the back of the chairs. We were all ready to leave.
"Okay, we need a believable story," the man said, carrying his dishes to the sink. "Any of you creative minds have any ideas?"
"Ava and Jewel are your children, and we are their friends and we are just taking a road trip?" I suggested. We could always work out details later, or something."
"Okay. I mapped out our route yesterday, so we are ready to go."
We hopped into our seats in a car. It was a new one, a white mini van with lightly tinted windows. I knew it would stand out, but not as much as we would if we were found.
"What kind of music do you guys like to listen to?" He asked. I felt like I actually had a father. I wondered if he was just trying to make us feel this way.
We all agreed on one station, and he turned it on, and we were off. The hours past by. Doing homework, playing card games, playing word games, with silly things like license plates. Every once in a while we would stop and would take turns taking Ava and Anna into the woods so they could go to the bathroom.
"Its 6! Not 7!" Jewel said, arguing the answer of a math problem we had for homework.
"No it is 7, not 6!" Lexxy replied.
"You're both wrong, its 5," I interjected. "Because you are adding the negative."
"Oh," they said, erasing their answers and putting down my answer.
We continued this, until we had no more homework left to do.
We sat at breakfast the next morning. Ava sat in my lap, Anna in Lexxy's. We were all in our new outfits, with our new bags on the back of the chairs. We were all ready to leave.
"Okay, we need a believable story," the man said, carrying his dishes to the sink. "Any of you creative minds have any ideas?"
"Ava and Jewel are your children, and we are their friends and we are just taking a road trip?" I suggested. We could always work out details later, or something."
"Okay. I mapped out our route yesterday, so we are ready to go."
We hopped into our seats in a car. It was a new one, a white mini van with lightly tinted windows. I knew it would stand out, but not as much as we would if we were found.
"What kind of music do you guys like to listen to?" He asked. I felt like I actually had a father. I wondered if he was just trying to make us feel this way.
We all agreed on one station, and he turned it on, and we were off. The hours past by. Doing homework, playing card games, playing word games, with silly things like license plates. Every once in a while we would stop and would take turns taking Ava and Anna into the woods so they could go to the bathroom.
"Its 6! Not 7!" Jewel said, arguing the answer of a math problem we had for homework.
"No it is 7, not 6!" Lexxy replied.
"You're both wrong, its 5," I interjected. "Because you are adding the negative."
"Oh," they said, erasing their answers and putting down my answer.
We continued this, until we had no more homework left to do.