Secrets

Chapter twenty two

After I grabbed my bag and pillow. I was ready. I had a separate bag full of food and my phone laptop etc. My mom thought that we were going to Terry's for the week and to not bother her family, for they were working. Our plan was to leave and then catch a bus throughout England. Turns out that he lives in Brixham. Which was a day away. I was excited to spend a week with Terry but mostly to see my dad. When Terry got to my house she smiled. I hopped into the car and she drove off.

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'May I see your tickets please?' The lady asked.

'Sure.' I say looking into my purse. Terry pulls hers out of her pocket and hands it to the lady. Meanwhile, I cannot find mine. I search around and start to panic.

'Miss? Do you have your ticket?' She asks. I look up at her with a sad face. 'Those don't work on me love.' She says shooing me away. Terry looks through the window and grabs her phone to call me.

What are you doing?

Umm I can't find my ticket.

WHAT?

I know. I have to sneak on. Do you have to have a ticket that they check?

No.

OK good. Stall her and I'll get on.

That won't work.

Ok. Umm how about you get off and ask her a question but stay on the other side. Then when she's looking away you give me your ticket. I'll get in and so will you.

That crazy.

It's all I got.

Ok. Let's do it.

Great.

I hang up and walk over to the stand. I'm standing next to the bus.

'What, are you doing?' The lady asks. Uh-oh.

'Oh I'm just waiting for my friend. She has my ticket.'

'Ahh. I've seen this before.'

'You wh-'

'Security! SECURITY?' She yelled. Crap.

'Wait no, I'm not sneaking on the bus!' I say. Just then two huge men walk up to me and I smile. 'hi' I say weakly.

'Your either coming with us or we're dragging you. Your choice, but just know you won't get very far.' The tall man on the right says. I nod. I knew I wasn't going to win so I began walking behind them. They were checking to see if I was there. I texted Terry.

Help! SOS! Anything!!!

Got it!

She leaves the train with her ticket and walks tward me.

'Um excuse me. You have my friend and I will have you know she is not a fugitive. I have her ticket here!' She says showing them. The bald guy I named Bob says,

'Oh well sorry ma'am. You can go.' He says. I smile. We walk tward the lady, again. She nods and let's us on. Just in time for the departure. About five minutes into the ride I wanted gum. I looked in my purses pocket where I keep gum and saw something. My ticket.