After brushing her teeth and washing her face she returned to her room feeling a bit more refreshed. But that didn’t last long. Her heart skipped a beat when she glanced at her clock. It was almost 11 o’clock and she promised to visit her grandmother today at 11:30. She knew that if she didn’t leave in the next ten minutes she was going to miss the bus and the Saturday schedule meant she wouldn’t be able to catch another one for three more hours. Knowing that her grandmother is quite possibly the Guinness world record holder for “Grumpiest Grandparent Ever”, she couldn’t imagine how much more torturous of a visit would be if she arrived late. She frantically started putting her legs into her pants but only got one in as she hopped around looking for her shirt. She grabbed her olive green jacket from her desk chair, her keys, cell phone and purse off her nightstand and ran out into the living room. Sliding her black canvas shoes on to her feet as she walked through the front door, hoping she didn’t forget anything. Swiftly making her way to the bus while trying to put her hair in a bun she spotted the bus making its way around the corner. She started flagging it down so hysterically she looked like a palm tree in a hurricane. The bus came to a stop before her and the doors opened.
“Late to see your Nana again Lana?” said Martin the usual bus driver for this route and long time friend of Lana’s.
“You know me well Marty.” she replied as she hopped unto the bus with one leap.
“How much time do you have left?” he asked as the doors closed behind her. Lana looked at her phone while grabbing hold of a nearby pole as the bus drove off.
“Fifteen minutes,” she said smiling nervously. “But I’m sure she won’t be too upset if I’m a few minutes late.”
“That’s what you said last time, remember, and then she called your mother and told her that you were a chaotic mess and that she should have sent you to military school like she always suggested.”
“I’m pretty sure she was just in a bad mood”
“I’m pretty sure she was born a bad mood”
“Hey now, she’s not all bad y’know she just…has her moments”
“Whatever you say, Lana.”
“Less talky more drivy, Marty” she said taking the seat immediately behind him, putting her feet up against the wall in front of her and began checking her phone. About thirty minutes later of cringing through several photos and videos from her well documented deeds of last night on social media she looked up and saw that she was near her destination. She jumped out of her seat and moved back to the pole she had grabbed onto before.
“Was nice knowing ya Lanz” Martin said with a devilish grin and a chuckle with his eyes still focused on the road.
“Oh whatever Marty, just gimme my stop” She replied playfully.
The bus slowly came to a halt and she stood by the doors as they opened.
“Thanks Marty!” she yelled as she hopped out “See you at four!”
“See ya!” He waved, closing the doors behind her and driving off.
With a few seconds left to spare she bolted up the pathway of her grandmother’s well tailored front lawn. Rang the doorbell and waited while she caught her breath. The locks and latches released as the door swung open and behind it stood the very disenchanted Nana.
“You’re late…as usual” she said with a look of discontent on her face.