1. Cleaning with memories
" Niall! You can't get married with this girl! I'm the one for you!! You love me and I love you!" I was reading a fan fic while I was cleaning out my room in our old tour bus that belonged to our bus driver because, well, he is a bus driver. I called Morgan in to the bus and she came running in like her pants were on fire and I was holding a bucket of water or something ready to throw. We walked straight to the back of the bus because that's what I was working on most of the day. Morgan seemed happy that I cleaned the bus. I never clean the bus. I never clean my room, what makes you think I'm going to clean the bus. I knew I was forgetting something. I run over all my mental notes on what to clean and not to clean because Morgan doesn't want to touch anything that could stir up my asthma. I get towards the front of the bus and smell the worst smell of all. I run straight back out door and into my car for my paper bag that helps me from freaking out if it was like a mouse. I could hear Morgan getting closer. Her feet pounding the ground like a horse. It felt like I was at my grandfathers house in Kentucky. There was tons of horse races and ranches there. My grandfather had a huge meadow I would lay down in. My black brown and red hair softly tangles with weeds sticking up listening to the birds chirp, and sing songs in my ears. I would climb over fences near the meadow to pick sweet berries near a hill side and sometimes paint like a Native American . I felt so relaxed and calm. I realized I had fell asleep and Morgan thought I had passed out.
" I was worried about you for a minute. I thought we would've had to go back to the hospital. " Morgan was breathing very heavy and had a very troubled look on her face.
" You know that thing in the drivers seat that made us run here."
" Yes." I say trembling in my seat.
" Well, do you remember we were helping you sister with that project for her science course?" She says trying not to burst into laughter.
" Please don't tell me it's that-" I get interrupted by Morgan bursting into laughter like she always did.
" Oh yes, sir hot dog is fully cooked !" She says snorting because she thinks it is so funny.
My sister had to do a project , and she wanted us to help her. Well we did a 3 month experiment while she was at the warm, sunny beach. We had to take time off from our tour to do this. She got a "C" because we did kindergarten writing. We walk back to the bus and set off on our tour after cleaning the bus for another hour.