To the Moon and Back

Chapter 2

                                         *Time skip*

                                  *Third person POV*

The sun shone brightly upon the three figures waiting on the corner.  Though it was nearing the end of fall, it was a beautiful day. A mother watches as her two young kids play while waiting at their bus stop. The oldest a Girl with hair as big and wild as her personality.  The youngest a boy, a wild spirit with a keen eye for trouble. Despite his affinity for mischief, he is a momma’s boy. They both ran giggling into their mother’s arms.  The boy asks “momma when is the bus comningggggg” “yeah it’s taking soooo freakinggg looonnnngggg” added the girl. Their mother dramatically feigns heart break. “Oh, my sweet babies have grown sick of me”.  The children exchange a quick look before turning back to their mother and yelling in unison “NEVER” while launching themselves at their unprepared mother. They both hit their target causing the woman to lose her balance and land on her bum. The kids land on top of her and immediately attack with kisses and hugs.  The trio spends several more minutes laughing and playing, before the giggling smooching and rough housing was interrupted by the screeching of brakes.  “Ok my babies, bus is here!! I love you john “*kiss* “I love you Marie” *kiss* “BOTH of you have a great day!”  the kids respond in unison with “love you mom have a good day at school”.  She steps back waving while they get settled in their seat, blowing kisses as the bus pulled away.  Once the bus turns the corner the woman hurried home.  The bus stop was only down the block, so it was only moments later that she opened her front door to be greeted by the happy wagging tails of her pack of pups. After putting up a pot of coffee She rushes to shower and get ready. Hoping to spend some time relaxing in the crisp fall air before heading out to Class. 

                                    *Samantha’s POV*

    I had managed to wash myself and my ridiculously long hair in record time. Since my hair dries straight and I have a while b4 class starts I don’t bother to blow dry it. I do attempt to get some knots out but its too damn wet, oh well ill try again before I leave.  My makeup routine is almost nonexistent. Don’t get me wrong I love makeup! I’m just not particularly good at it. Days I have class I do grace my face with a bit of mascara and lipstick. I am a Graduate student after all I should look put together.  I finally I’m done getting dressed. Now I can turn my full attention back to this beautiful smelling freshly brewed Pot filled with this hot magical elixir of life.  After pouring myself a mug, I head out to the yard to watch my pups frolicking.  They know the routine and are doing their usual pack zoomies. Basically, they run around the yard in an extreme doggie version of tag.  I settle into my favorite chair to sip my coffee and watch them play. I’m exhausted and this coffee is barely denting the hold that sleep has on me. This chair is so comfy and soon I’ve completely lost myself in thought. Mindlessly sipping away while thoughts of my future fill my head.  Thoughts of finally opening my Sanctuary.  I could never choose between helping people or animals, so I choose Both.  I’m planning on moving out east to the farmlands. Getting a nice chunk of land to start out. My goal is helping to Rehabilitate people and animals.  All species healing together.  I want to rescue animals. I want to help people heal themselves. But mostly I just want to take care of all souls that need a maternal figure in their life. And should any of them have no home they will find a home at my sanctuary. I want to help lost souls find themselves and find their paths. Some people say I care to a fault, which is true, I guess. Don’t get me wrong I’m no pushover. I’ve always been one to stand up for the bullied and to protect those that needed it.  But I also have nasty habit of giving entirely too many chances to people who don’t deserve it. For example, the kid’s dad. *Beep Beep Beep* “Good goddess I have to change that alarm its annoying af. But s**t its 940 already I gotta hurry up this professor hates me, and class starts at 10.  Ever since I told him about my pit bulls, and he tried to give me some incorrect BS statistics. Of course, I corrected him in front of the whole class, with factual science backed statistics. Oh, that was a good day. The look on his face of was a potent mix of rage and defeat. I giggle a bit before mumbling.  “where did these buttheads get off to now?”  when I still don’t see them, I whistle, soon I hear 16 paws pounding the earth in my direction. When the round the corner I can’t help but laugh, it looks like they’re racing and somehow willy is in front! Ahh I hate when willy runs between them like that, he’s only like 10 friggin lbs.  “DON’T SQUISH WILLY!”  I yell at the three stampeding pit bulls while my wiener dog gracefully dodges chunky. Who would have absolutely squashed him! “good boy willz” all four sit and watch as I make my travel mug for class and my travel mug for the road…what I drink a lot of coffee and these cups keep my coffee hot long enough that I don’t have to buy coffee till Break. Of course, I usually finish it all by break and need more but hey its better than Adderall, right? Yeah, I have ADHD, but I don’t like the meds and I’m awesomely quirky. So, if it aint broke… I decide to warm my car up. So, after starting her up I place my Coffee cups in their holders. I head back into double check my bag and grab a brush so I can brush my hair when I get there as my hair is still damp and will need to be brushed one last time.  I grab four cookies and a treat for the cat. I give the dogs their cookies.   And then hand Princess Malutto her Sheba’s chicken stick. Once I’m positive that I haven’t forgotten anything I’m out the door yelling “goodbye babies and Be good” nobody else is home at the moment, so I lock up. Turning up the music and throwing my car in Drive I speed off, Ethics and multicultural issues here I come.