"Come on, hurry up!" shouted Mum. "Unghh unghh!" I replied. "What?" asked Mum. I spat out the toothpaste. "I'm trying!" I replied. Hurriedly I tied my shoelaces, hopping on one foot down the stairs. "Oh, hang on,I've got to get my project!" I hopped back up the stairs. "Oh that's it, I'm walking Lucas to school, you can make your own way there" Mum said in frustration. I came down stairs again, with my project, and in the process of putting my jumper on. I just needed my drink bottle now. Hopefully I wouldn't be too late. I found my drink bottle in my bag with the lid still on, and it was half-full of old water. I groaned. Now I had to go wash it. I went to the sink and turned the tap on. I twisted the lid of my drink bottle. It didn't come off. "It must be stuck" I said to myself. I pulled and twisted the lid as hard as I could. It still didn't come off. "Arghhhhhh!" I shouted in frustration. I banged the drink bottle on the floor, but the lid still didn't come off. What was wrong with this drink bottle? It was like it was locking me out. Wait, that's it! "Aha!" I shout "I've discovered your secret! You're locking me out so that I can't refill you!" I rushed out the room and came back with a key. I tried to find a keyhole in my drink bottle, but when I couldn't find one, I jammed the key into the lid. It didn't work. Not surprising actually, looking back on it. I got really, really crazy then. I started jabbing the key in to random parts of the bottle. "I've got to get to school!" I pant, my eyes wild, my hair on end. Then I started running up and down the hallway holding the drink bottle, laughing maniacally. Admittedly, it didn't help anything. Finally, I dropped down on to the floor, exhausted. "Well drink bottle," I said, hysterical "I'm just going to have to go to school late, WITHOUT a drink bottle!" I screamed at the thought, and started sobbing. My cat, Twinkle, ran up and batted a button on my drink bottle. In desperation, I gave one final tug at the lid. It came off. And that's when I remembered you had to press the button before you could take the lid off.
off. What was wrong with this drinkbottle? It was like it was locking me out. Wait, that's it! "Aha!" I shout "I've worked out your secret, you're locking me out so I can't refill you!" Irushed out