AAAAAAAAAHHH!!
That was me screaming in my head, in other words, I'm trapped under a rug while trying to hide from this cruel fiend that crawled into my dad's music studio (that's not why I'm screaming, I just can't breathe properly).
Earlier today, I was helping dad with some important music paperwork stuffs at his studio. I'm not sure why he needed my help though, they weren't that complicated and things don't go well when I get involved.
There's this situation involving me and this science class and apparently made me realize, people in my grade don't like going smelling like dirty fish water...
They were pretty important kinds of stuff too, he told me that if anything wrong goes on, he could lose his career!
" Hey dad, you never actually told me what all these files and envelopes are for, I don't think lyrics are these odd" I finally asked him after clipping some papers,
"Well a situation came up the previous day while my secretary was filling some surveys from the Mayor's desk" he answered "heh all those things got soaked in soda, it wasn't pretty at all."
I remember seeing the lady yesterday and she was not OKAY at all.
I had to say something, the obvious was killing me,
"Let me guess, inspectors, are coming to check how genuine you are?" I was now resting on the cabinet,
"Wonderful intuition kid, quickly go pick those files at the table there while your at it yeah?" his bright eyes pointed at the coffee table by the glass window.
"Sure daddy" I answered with a light tone, I was super excited I got to do this everyday day during summer breaks, it was either that or I just loved how smooth things were going so far.
The school has been on pause for a month now so I had a lot of time for him, the studio, and this podcast I've been trying on for some time now.
Better than watching TV and forcing my self into conversations for me.
Yes, I didn't have much friends, most of them in the past either ditched me for some reason or don't found a way to make me look like an idiot so I just leave them, I basically repel the incoming ones nowadays but it's never intentional.
Anyway, while getting the file, I took a glimpse downstairs hoping for a beautiful view of the city but in its place, I saw trouble heading this way, it was Mindy!
Mindy Douglas, the only person I know that uses the hate she gets from other people against them in a more refined and selfish way.
For starters,
Every girl hates her!
From what I heard that is...
To be honest we haven't met in any way before but I think today's the big day.
Now I can't leave her with my dad, If what I hear people say is true, then that's a major mistake I don't want to make, she could kill him if all isn't well!
So I gave dad his coffee table files,
"Thanks, kiddo". That was what I heard him say, but I completely ignored it. I ran to the recording room dad usually hangs out in, locked myself inside, and hid under the rug. With that, I have explained everything...
I'm still under it,
And it's choking under here.
I still had to check out on dad without being seen.
I know the studio like the nail on my finger so I crawled under the rug with only instinct to guide me, even though it gave me a funny feeling on my nose and the rug tasted like expired farts.
I could hear yelling and pleading making my navigation easier. Right now I'm no different from a dork under a rug
People wouldn't be wrong to consider me that too,
and I'm overly sure I'm being watched by a bunch of people I don't know.
"Ow"
I hit a step right outside the room where the yelling seemed to be coming from but everywhere just went completely silent.
I crawled up the stairs and made my way to a corner in the room.
Completely unseen!
Then I listened for more...
"...listen Mister, I can't just let you take authority over me just because I'm a lady, I'm telling you my daughter didn't do any of this I mean, it could have happened while you got distracted."
Some angry lady just told a man her mind.
"Well get lost lady and let me handle this", I'm at the right office alright that was my dad and he sounded pissed off at something, or someone ...
Oh no!
That rat!
Of course she's involved.
The lady was still talking
"I'm not going anywhere till you admit that she is innocent..."
I was able to use my hairpin to create spy holes for a better view of things and from the look of everything, they were ugly.
"Mom, it's ok..." Some girl my age I assumed was Mindy interrupted
"I'm used to getting blamed for situations like these". She added
But oh my gosh that was disgusting "Take a hike darling! Your innocence is dazzling, the whole world should see it".
I had to let her know.
They were all dazzled to see a talking bump in a rug.
So I got out of it,
Somehow,
I will not lie, crawling out of rug like some roach was not the easiest thing in the world,
I had to turn around and find an opening,
Lie on the bare floor with my nose facing up,
Then force myself out from the gap between the a wall and an usually hard rug,
Which took a few hits and bumps
But I got out anyway!
To see dad with his 'uh... ' expression,
The angry lady
and Mindy, in her purest form.
"...and you are?" she asked after a long stare
"Get going champ, you've done enough here" I snapped.
"I am going to crush you 'rug rat', you picked the wrong person to trash talk"
She gave me a hard stare
"Gees girl, I haven't gotten to even start yet". This is probably another reason why I don't have friends...
"OK Mindy, now's not the time, we should avoid these people " her mother escorted her to the door with a shrug while giving daddy an 'I will have my revenge' eye.
When they left, I noticed dad was looking down. And that is also the time I had to look around the office, the papers we had worked so hard to arrange were littered everywhere and had these brown stains on them. It was a disaster!
I should have seen it coming.
Daddy finally talked "That brat, she just came in here and messed up all the paperwork a... and spilled coffee everywhere... I yelled at her to stop but, she just ran off."
"Then her mother who happens to be the inspector showed up and she called my entire business collateral damage. I tried explaining to her but, you know the rest from there, in a way. Come on let's just go home".
I couldn't find my voice, daddy was already packing up his stuff.
His life is officially over.
Those papers had the credentials of the studio and Mindy's mom was supposed to use them and confirm that Dad was legal, but now they were destroyed and the inspector probably hating us for life, there was now way he could stay open as a business.
I haven't seen him so down since mom left for Idaho.
At the end of the day, we were on our way home.Now we've had a little trouble to get the story started!!
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