((pronounced es-ca-pei))
I hate parents.
No seriously, Myra's parents actually ratted out on me. Sucks too. So here I am, trapped in a car, less than 2 degrees outside and my little brother saying "Are we there yet? Where we going? Did you see a Florida licience plate yet? Can we stop for McDonalds? How bout Arby's? Burger King?" and every question I answered with, "No. I have no clue. I'm not playing that dumb game with you. Not up to me. Shut up. SHUT UP!!!!" And accordingly, my parents would pipe up with, "Saria! Be nice to your little brother!!" Parents.
Well I think I've gotten a plan. My brother's asleep and the parent's are actually getting us McDonalds. Since he was asleep, parents left the car running, my plan was complete. I climbed up into the driver's seat, careful not to step on the gas, boy that would end badly. And unlocked the door, I locked it back after I was out and shut it, with my suitcase in tow, I hightailed it to the nearest Holiday Inn, no, they probably won't rent rooms to thirteen-year-olds, but I can sneak in as a miget maid, right?
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