Run away?

OH YEAH!

What the heck is that thing doing?!

but before you could tell anyone about this..it disspeared on it's own.

"Oh my god." Kellie whailed, "That isn't right!"

"Neither is that!" Jonson pointed to a bright white light coming toward all three of you.

And all of a sudden your back at school.

"What? NO!" Kellie screamed.

"Kellie! Are you done?!" Mrs.Plyman shouted, scaring EVERYONE.

"Uh, no ma'am."

RING RING RING.

"That's too weird." Jonson says coming up to you.

"What do YOU think happened?"

"I don't know!" You shrug.

"It's like...we went back into the past.." Jonson says.

"Please Jonson." Kellie rolled her eyes, "That's the dumbest idea...but it does make sence."

"Man! Whatever is going on, I could've used it a couple times!" You whine.

"Maybe, for your grades, huh Taylor?"

"Shut up, Kellie."

She chuckled, "Sorry, love to tease you."

"Don't you mean you love hi-" Jonson started.

"SHUT UP JONSON!" Both you and Kellie scream at him.

He started laughing.

"I love that."

"We don't. So quit it." You reply, "With that stupid rumor goin' around..."

"HANG ON!" Mrs.Playman yelled at you.

"Oh, if it isn't the wicked witch of the west." Kellie sighed, as you three turn around.

"Here you go. A letter to your parents to see if you can come to France with us." Mrs.Plyman smiled, ew. She's SMILING!

"Of course."

"Alright, good bye." Mrs.plyman stopped smiling, and walked away.

"Did she smile at us?" Jonson asked.

"I think so.." Kellie replied, "Whoa, three hundred dollars.."

"For what?"

"The plane ticket, No duh."

"Oh, geez.."

"We're going in a couple of...days?!" Jonson asked, "Exactly a week."

"Yeah! I know I can't go.." Kellie sighed.

"Why?" You ask.

"My parents would never give me that much...even to save my life." She said.

"Bummer..Well, we'll tell you ALL about it!" Jonson says.

"Jonson! What if...what if we pitched in? one hunderd dollars each?" You ask.

"Why would you do that?" She looked at you.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Jonson replied.

Your traped.

"Uh, because...one of my best friends is going to melt in summer school! I can't let that happen!"

Her smile weakened but it was still there.

"But that's four hundred, Four hundred, One hundred." She replied, "That doesn't seem..Wait a second! JONSON! You still owe my a hundred dollars!"

Jonson smiled a huge smile, with a hand behind his head.

"I forgot."

"Whatever, but you don't have too."

"Oh, my friend. Yes I do."

And you and your friends part ways.

You come home to see your dad there.

'Perfect, I can ask him now.' you say to yourself.

"Hey There, Taylor! How'd school go!"

"Hi Dad! As good as school can get."

"What happened?" He put his newspaper down.

"Daddy? My only daddy?...And I'm very happy about it!"

"What do you want?"

You gasp.

"What makes you think I want something? I'm so offended! But..if you must know, Dad? Could I have...oh i don't know...four hundred dollars?"

"F-f-four hundred dollars?!" he reapted, "WHY?!"

"For that trip to France."

"Money don't grow on trees, Tay!"

"Well..Money's made from paper, and paper's from trees....PLEASE?!"

"No."

"Pretty pretty please?"

"No!"

"Pretty..pretty pretty pretty please?" You hate begging but you want to go, and you want Kellie to go to.

"No!!"

"Please, Daddy?! Mom would!"

"Mom's not here is she?! So I guess that means...I should give it to you."

"YES!"

As he gives you the money you call your two other friend's..three way rocks!

"I can't believe it worked!" Jonson cried, "It worked! Four hundred dollars on the payroll!"

"How about you, Taylor?"

"It worked..after a while of begging and bringing mom up...Works every time."


Only one thing to do now:

LETS GO TO FRANCE!

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