AN: Soooooo...my attempt to post before noon today kind of failed ^^; I'll try harder tomorrow. And thank you for everyone who has been reading, reviewing, and all that jazz! :D
A Drone Named Jeffrey
Chapter Fourteen
Fall
Human school is weird. I don't get it at all, and I've been forced to think about it for seven and a half hours, five days a week, for four months now. What's the point of making your kids sit inside a building doing absolutely nothing? And then forcing them to spend five hours every day afterwards doing more pointless work?
Like seriously, Riley showed me some of the "math" she had to do, and it was completely useless. Who cares if you can calculate the volume of a water jug? When the water reaches the top, you don't put any more in!
Common sense: a concept the humans apparently lack in some areas.
Anyway, I was just starting to get used to the annoying alarms they used to signal the kids to go to a different class when I heard the alarm go off at a time it shouldn't. I paused the game I was playing and was surprised to see the kids flooding the parking lot. I checked the time and wondered what the heck was going on because it had only been three hours since I dropped Riley off.
Not that I was about to complain when Riley practically flew through the door but that didn't lessen my confusion. "What's going on?"
"Before I answer, play the song I asked you to find while I was in class."
If I had shoulders at the moment, I would have shrugged. Instead, I turned into the dreaded after school pile up and pulled up the music clip I had downloaded. Riley nudged a button to signal to roll down the windows and began banging her head to the first chords of the song.
I slowly inched forward, watching others stare as we inched along. Some even mimicked Riley or shouted along with the lyrics. "What are you doing?"
Riley stopped her horrible rendition of the music. "What?"
"I said—"
"What?"
I rolled the window up and turned the music down. "What are doing?"
"I'm celebrating!"
"Celebrating what?"
Riley stared at my stereo. "Dude, we're free!"
"Free of what?"
"School!" Riley tuned the nob that controlled the volume just as the singer belted out a repetitive line. "School's out for summer!"
"Is it like one of those holidays? The ones you do support."
"Heck yeah. Except it's a super long holiday." Riley leaned back in the seat with a grin. "An entire two months long. We don't have to come back to this hellhole until the fall."
"Watch your language, young lady." I peeled out of the parking the moment I could, beginning to feel the excitement that Riley exuded. Two whole months of not sitting in a parking being pelted by nuts by a herd of psychotic squirrels and seriously contemplating my life choices? Now that sounds like something I could stand behind. "We only use Cybertronian curses here."
"Kiss my aft, fragger. I'm free!"
"That's my girl."