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Shiloh came home quickly. She ran to the presidential kitchen and told her mom her biggest issue that she got herself into. She told her mom everything, except about her crush on Brad. "You told them that you're a professional racer on go carts?! Shiloh you're afraid of the thought of driving. When you were five, you almost threw up when I took you on the bumper cars!" Amanda scolded her daughter.
"Now mom. Mom come on, that's not fair! I mean, those cars are bumping each other, too fast." Shiloh reasoned out. Shiloh shuttered at the awful memory. "Why must you bump into so much cars, mommy?"
"Shiloh, honey, its called bumper cars. The objective is to bump the other cars! Anyways, enough about that. Why would you tell them..."Amanda paused for a second. She finally figured out what this whole thing was all about. Lying about being a go cart champion? There must be a guy involved. "This involves a guy, does it?" Amanda asked, knowingly. Shiloh looked at her mom blushing. She wondered how her mom guessed that so quickly.
"Whoa, I don't know!" Shiloh said. Amanda glanced at her daughter, indicating that she should tell her the truth. "Maybe, maybe." Shiloh said, nodding her head. Amanda continued glaring at her daughter knowingly. "Yes, okay, yes it is!" Shiloh said, finally surrendering. "Look, ma, I have a couple of hours to get through this whole day, go online and learn about go carts!" Shiloh said, heading for the computer. Her mother tried to stop her.
"Whoa, not so fast there, buttercup." Amanda said. "We're not getting internet connection 'til next week on Tuesday." Shiloh's eyes grew wide with upset and disappointment at her mother.
"Ma are you serious? Are you delirious?! Now what? I'm doomed! Doomed I tell you!" Shiloh exclaimed, upset. Suddenly, the president's twins, Drew and Dean skipped happily into the white house kitchen.
"Hey Shiloh!" Drew exclaimed, happily.
"Ready to play with us now?" Dean asked. Shiloh glanced down at the twins.
"Listen; Drew, Dean, I can't, I'm bus..."Shiloh cut herself off. She was about to say 'I'm busy' but she realized that she was talking to the president's twins and that the twins probably had access to a computer with internet. "Drew and Dean...."Shiloh said, turning around and smiling at the twins. She had to kiss up to them to use their internet. "America's cuties!" She said. "You two have a computer with internet upstairs, right?"
"Of course we do!" Drew exclaimed.
"We can play computer games all day." Dean said, gleaming with excitement.
"We have Digital Warriors Three!" Drew exclaimed. "The coolest computer game, ever!"
"Whoa, did you hear that? Did you hear that, y'all?! She's got Digital Warriors three!" Shiloh said, pretending to be excited, as part of her devious plan. "But do you guys know what would be so much more cooler than Digital Warriors three?"
"What?!" The twins asked, in unison.
"Looking stuff up about go carts!" Shiloh told them.
"Go carts? Sweet! Come on, me and my brother will show you the secret passage way!" Dean said.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" The twins exclaimed, running together. Shiloh decided to continue playing along.
"Yeah! Yeah!" Shiloh pretended. When the twins were slightly ahead of her, she turned to one of the assistant chefs and smirked. "How easy are little kids?" She asked them, running along and catching up with them. Soon, Drew and Dean leaded Shiloh all the way to their mother's office, also known as the oval office. Shiloh grinned at the sight of the presidential office. "Wow! This is the oval office. Your mother works here! Now you guys, are you absolutely sure we're allowed in here?" She asked them.
"Well, we are." Drew said.
"Oh," She said, slightly embarrassed.
"But as long as you're with us, you don't have to worry about a thing!" Dean reassured.
"Sweet!" Shiloh exclaimed.
"There's the computer, go ahead, use it!" Drew said. Shiloh grinned, walked over to the desk and started doing what she needed to do. As she was still sitting on that chair, she grinned at herself.
"Whoa, I feel like the president, already!" Shiloh said, excitedly. Suddenly, the crazy accent of Mr. Rucket could be heard from outside.
"President Johnson, I need to have a word with you." Mr. Rucket said.
"Come on, lets talk in my office." President Johnson said from the outside.
"Oh, your mother is here. Its a good thing I'm with you two." Shiloh told the twins.
"See ya later alligator!" The twins exclaimed together, quickly running away. They wanted to get Shiloh in as much trouble as humanly possible. Shiloh's eyes grew wide with shock. She could not believe that the twins would betray her like that.
"Come on now! You guys, don't leave me here by myself!" Shiloh exclaimed, panicked. As the twins left, they quickly locked the door where they exited so that Shiloh would really be trapped. So Shiloh hid in the nearest hiding place she could find, under the president's desk.
"So, Mr. Rucket, what's on my agenda?" President Johnson asked, pronouncing her assistant's last name as 'Rucket' instead of 'Roo-kay' which was a common mistake of most people, even the president.
"First of all Mrs. President, my last name is pronounced as 'ROO-KAY' and not 'RUCKET' I'm french, remember? Second..."Mr. Rucket was interrupted by the president.
"Oooh, I loved to be called Mrs. President! Could you do so one more time?" President Johnson asked, smiling. "I mean, there was never any female president before and I'm glad there's a change in this nation I call America."
"I know you do, madame. And I know that you are proud to be the first woman to be president but..."Mr. Rucket was once again interrupted by the president.
"Well, we walked up all those stairs and its so tiring! Why don't we sit here and just..."President Johnson began to put her feet on her desk. "...just chillax!"
"Should I order some cheese cake, madame?" Mr. Rucket asked.
"Never mind, we came here to discuss something rather important. Now, what is it you want to tell me?" President Johnson asked.
"Well Mrs. President, I need to talk to you about Chef Amanda's daughter." Mr. Rucket began.
"Yeah, what about her?" President Johnson asked. As Shiloh continued listening from underneath the table, she couldn't help but wonder why would Mr. Rucket be talking about her to the president.
"Well you see, she has this Barbie doll and..."Mr. Rucket was interrupted by the president, again.
"Emerson, this administration has tons of Barbie dolls from my memories back when I was a little girl." President Johnson said, not really listening. Shiloh thought the president was a complete idiot, but she kept it quiet to herself. Just then, the president's cat, Quincie, walked into the room and hid under the table with Shiloh. Quincie was a rather fat cat with white fur.
"Hey Quincie! How are you doing my sweet little darling?" President Johnson asked her cat before she hid under the table with Shiloh. As the cat hid under the table, the president sighs happily. "That's her favorite spot. She is so affectionate. " President Johnson said, thinking she's rubbing the cat's fur, but instead, she's rubbing Shiloh's hair. Unfortunately for Shiloh, Drew and Dean were watching her from outside and enjoying every minute of her misery. "She's so affectionate, she could lick my hand all day!" President Johnson said, waiting for her cat to lick her hand. Shiloh signaled for the cat to lick her hand but the cat was too lazy, she wouldn't move. Drew and Dean were watching every moment and silently giggling. So eventually, Shiloh had no choice. Instead, she licked the president's hand for the cat. As she did that, the twins burst out laughing from outside. "There there, good kitty!" President Johnson cooed, actually patting Shiloh's hair instead of her cat.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Madame, they are waiting for you outside. Don't you have an annual cutting ceremony at that new pizza place downtown?" Mr. Rucket asked her.
"Right. I get to use ginormous scissors!" President Johnson exclaimed, happily. Soon, Mr. Rucket, President Johnson and her cat, Quincie, went out of the oval office while the twins went back in. Shiloh got out from under the table and heaved a deep sigh of relief. The twins came in bursting out laughing while Shiloh was wiping her tongue with her toothbrush she always carried around in her pocket.
"So Shiloh, how did you like our mom's hand? Was it delicious?" Dean asked. The two burst out laughing even more at their own little joke.
"You know what, that was just plain evil! Evil!" Shiloh exclaimed.
"Well, it sure did made us laugh." Drew said, chuckling some more.
"You know what, its not going to even matter. I'm going to be really dumb about go carts and Brad will know I'm trying to impress him!" Shiloh said, obviously upset. "He probably won't talk to me 'til after college."
"Wow, dramatic much?" Dean asked.
"Excuse me?! I had to lick your mom's hand!" Shiloh said.
"I know. Now that you mentioned it, my brother and I really felt bad about that." Drew said.
"So we got you this." Dean said, handing her a book that said 'Go carts for complete morons' and as he gave her this book, Shiloh grinned.
"Go carts for complete morons?!" Shiloh asked, happily. "This is exactly what I need."
"We thought you might need that." Drew said. Shiloh didn't waste any more time. She ran to her room and opened the first page of the book. She read so fast so she could still make it to the party but her eyes ended up tired in the end. Shiloh didn't care, as long as she could impress Brad.
