"Becca! Becca!" Michael yelled.
"What? What?" I replied.
"We have to go! Remember! C'mon let's go!"
I look at my clock and it says 9:37. Oh yeah! We're going to England today!
"Well first lets eat, then we can pack everything you an I need. Ok?" I said half awake half asleep.
"Ok!" Michael said racing to his room.
I rolled myself out of bed, grabbed a towel , a plain blue shirt and a pair of jeans, hopped into the shower and just stood there. Letting the water run down my back. After I took a shower I told Michael we'll get breakfast on the road and I helped him pack up his stuff. Then went to my room and pack everything I needed. We were about to leave when I heard the door open.
"Drew?" I called slowly creeping towards the stairs.
"Honey I'm home!" said my dad groggily.
Oh my god. This is just the thing to shoot down my bad mood.
"Where are ya, Becs!" he snapped my name as if it were a curse.
I walked to Michael's room and whispered to him "We need to go. Ok? We need to go now!"
My phone buzzed in my pocket, Drew texted me ' i'm outside lets go'. So I grabbed my suit case and Michael's suit case and we headed down stairs, slipped pass my dad and we hopped in Drew's car and never looked back.
~Sorry this is such a short chapter I'll write extra in chapter 3!
