On the way to the restaurant dad got road rage from all of the flashing lights
Dad: Get the cameras out of the damn way,
Paparazzi: Hey, is that your kids in the back, you found your daughters yay
Dad: Thats none of your concern
Makayla: Yes we are back and this bothers us
Sky: Ya get out of the road
Sway: Damn you always have to deal with this
Dad: yep every damn day
Skylar: That's one of the reasons we went to colorado, so that no one was always putting our lives at risk by blinding us, or the drivers, and putting us all over the damn world
Mac: That's also why we have the tinted windows
Mom: the annoying thing is, is that they don't stop either, they just keep on clicking and recording which sometimes gets the license plate and they don't blur it out when they post it so they track our car everywhere we go
Sway: ya colorado a good way to get some of the stress off
Davon: Ya im sorry hun
Mac: It's good because we have gotten use to everything, some people have became aware to the problem over the years, so it's gotten better from before.
Sway: damn I'm sorry, that sounds like a bitch
Dad: Okay okay, no more cussing
Sway: sorry
Davon: no more cussing, that's fucking dumb
Dad: HEY!!
Davon: sorry my dude
Dad glares at him and we all start laughing
we go inside the restaurant and get seated, we order our food while our guards where taking a break and eating theirs
Paparazzi: look look over here, Skylar, makayla
Dad: stop your crap now
Paparazzi: they have returned isn't that awesome
Dad: I told you to knock it off
Paparazzi: sorry justin, but we weren't talking to you, Skylar who do you have with you
Sky: none of you damn business
I then whispered to Sway...
Sky: *whispers* I'm sorry I love you
I then got my voice to its normal level
Sky: stop with the flashes now
Mac: omg
Mom stands up and shoved all of them back 10 feet
Paparazzi: wow mom that's gonna look great on your part
The body guards then stands up and guard the table
Dad: omg we cant keep having this I'm so done with this
Dad stands up goes up to the person who was waiting us and asked for the check
He brought it back to the table and grabbed his wallet he went back up there and asked for many to go away and paid for the meal, he walked back to the table
Dad: get your stuff put in these and put your drinks in these to go cups
Everyone hurried and put there things away and we walked off, shoving people out of our ways and covering our heads and faces
we get to the bus and go inside and lock the doors