Chapter 3 – The Bus Ride
Comments from the author: Well, first of all, I'd like to thank my first two reviewers of my story. I already know the episode in my head, so I'm positive that I won't get writer's block. Anyway, here's the third chapter.
After Professor Rotwood had framed the kids, he started a silly lesson on chaperones. I found it very weird and pointless. After that boring lecture was over, Spud said, "Looks like someone forgot to drink his chamomile tea this morning."
"It's okay, not even Rotwood is going to ruin this weekend for me." I said. "Yeah, about that. Jake, I don't think Rose is ready for the 'd' word yet." Trixie told me, getting back on the topic.
"But she needs to know the real me. Besides, this week is Valentines Day. It's the perfect time." I said. "So what are you going to do, slip a valentine under her door?" Trixie asked.
"Yeah! With a cute little picture of a puppy on it." Spud said. "Ahem, Roses are red, puppy tails waggin', by the way, I'm a dragon!" Spud continued. "Would you like me to write that up for you? Yes, say yes." Spud said.
I ignored his offer and said, "My mind's made up. It took me too long to tell you guys the truth about me, I'm not going to make the same mistake with--" Suddenly, I saw Rose.
"Rose!" I called out! "Hey Jake!" Rose replied, waving. "I saved a seat for you." I said, showing her the empty seat next to me. Rose was still waving until Professor Rotwood took her hand and put her up on the seat in the front, saying, "Enough with the dilly-dally! Just take your seats."
I looked up to see who see Rose was sitting next to. It was Brad! "Hey, hey. Rose-a-licious!" He said. "Hi brad." I heard Rose say. I knew why she was upset with sitting next to him. Brad dumped her at the fall dance because he wanted to dance with my date, Jasmine.
I overheard him talking to Rose talking about him turning into a new leaf and how he's more sensitive and whatnot. He tried to prove it by tearing up. "Whoo! Did you see that? The Bradster's not afraid to cry!" he said. Rose groaned. "Oh, I'll give that guys something to cry about." I said.
On the bus ride to the ski trip, I was alone. It was pretty silent in the bus. I didn't mind. I can tell that Rose might have be complaining sitting next to a two-timer.