So I just solved the mystery of my disappearing school bus. Apparently my half-brother (the one who spams this place) came home drunk and thought it would be hilarious to set my alarm an hour late. I woke up and started my usual routine of shower, throw on my uniform, grab my books, and wolf down a banana. My phone wasn't in its usual place, so I searched for a bit, but eventually gave it up. I walked to the stop, where I waited for an hour, then went home. My phone was there, now, and the time on it was an hour later than it should have been. He pinched my phone so I couldn't check the time.
I exploded at him this morning. Needless to say, I have no idea how to sell this to the school. "Yeah, my stepbrother, he, um, kinda set my alarm an hour late, and stole my phone…."
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