3 Chapter 3

"WAKE UP BOYS," Julie exclaimed, "It's time to get ready and head to the bus,".

The boys groaned as they forcefully lifted their bodies of the beds.

"I hate this," George said grabbing his suitcase and putting it in the trunk of their mother's car.

After 10 minutes George and Harold finally made it to the bus stop. When they saw what the bus looked like they had chills down their spines. It was all scratched up and there were reddish-brown stains on the sides.

"Mom I am so, so, so sorry we will be the best kids in the world. Just don't let us go please mommy," Harold cried with tears swelling up in his eyes. 

"I am sorry baby you have to go," she replied wiping his tears off his face.

"Stop crying to your mommy and get on the bus, you big baby," the bus driver yelled lifting George and Harold's suitcase onto the bus.

They finally gave up begging their mother to stay and got on the bus. They miserably looked out of the window to see their mother growing farther and farther away from them. They fell asleep next to each other with drool running down their chins. When they felt the bus stop and they immediately woke up. 

"I think we are here," Harold yawned getting up from his seatit and exiting the bus.