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THIRTY FIVE — time
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BELLA BRUSHED HER HAIR and sighed as she got ready for school. she sprayed a bit of perfume on as she finished getting ready. she grabbed her book bag and headed downstairs to get some breakfast. she placed her book bag on the couch and headed into the kitchen where her parents were also fixing breakfast.
"good morning sweetheart." bella's mom lisa smiled as bella got some bread to make toast.
"good morning mom." bella smiled as she placed the bread in the toaster and then looked for the jam. as she looked for the jam, her father stepped into the kitchen and bella's smile disappeared. there was silence between the two until lisa broke it.
"alright, this is killing me." lisa sighed. "when are you two going to talk to each other and not shoot each other glares?"
"everything's fine mom." bella sighed as she fixed herself some toast.
"bella, understand that it's for your own good." bella's father, matt, said as he made himself a cup of coffee. "he's no good for you. he's a street punk."
"you two sound exactly the same." bella scoffed. "i don't know why you hate him so much."
"he's gonna get you into problems!" matt said, raising his voice a little. "you need to focus on studying and stop wasting your time on a punk like that! i don't want you anywhere near him, you understand?"
"no." bella scoffed. "i'm gonna say this again : why do you hate him so much?"
"he's a delinquent, isabella." matt said. "he's a kid out looking for trouble and i don't want you with a guy like that. don't you dare move in with him either; i don't want him knocking you up."
"is that what you're worried about? well, i made it easier for you." bella said as she cleaned up tiny tears that fell from her eyes. "we broke up. he knows you hate him. i hope you're happy. i'll see you after school."
bella got her breakfast and headed out the door. she found chrissy's silver rolls royce parked outside of the driveway. as bella got into the car, she sighed and took a bite out of her toast.
"what happened now?" chrissy said as she started the car. "no, let me guess. your father's still giving you shit about johnny."
"i don't understand." bella said as she continued eating. "i broke up with him about three weeks ago and he's still acting as if i were still with him. he hates him and i don't even understand why."
