How Typical

Chapter 6

"I'm sorry, I'm doing what?" Bas questioned as he drove.

Lia and I had just broken the news to Bas that we were going to a party and he was not taking it well so far. I knew this wasn't going to be easy because Bas is not a fan of high school parties at all. Lia was working her best puppy face on him and trying to sway him into driving us there but he seemed determined to avoid the premises all together.

"You," Lia dragged out in a tone that was just a little too sweet and child-like."Are going to drive us to Zach's party because it will be a lot of fun and you love us." Lia batted her eyelashes at him from the back seat and smiled from ear to ear as she said this. He gave her a look of indifference in the rear view mirror before letting out a small, cynical chuckle.

"You," He started, mocking Lia's tone before returning to his normal voice."Are out of your wits if you think I'm taking my car within a ten mile radius of very drunk and very irresponsible teenagers."

Lia scoffed at his remark and crossed her arms over her chest like a child does after throwing a fit.

"And on top of that," Bas continued in his fatherly tirade. "You can't just make these plans on a whim and assume I'll be there to collect all the pieces you didn't think to pick up," he paused as both Lia and myself looked at him as if to say 'really?' I can't think of a time where Bas didn't come through for us. "I will be, but you still shouldn't assume these things. I do have a life outside of you girls." he admitted.

"We didn't make these plans. Zach took my wallet and I have to get it back, hence, we're going to his party." I defended.

"Why would he take your wallet?" Bas asked, perplexity clear on his face.

"Andy was a bitch to him, so he took it." Lia pouted.

I turned around in my seat to face her, surprised by her sudden hostility, but more annoyed than anything.

"I didn't say anything to him that he didn't deserve to hear. He was annoying me, so I retaliated."

"First of all, Lia, watch your mouth in my car." Bas scolded. Neither Bas nor myself were fans of vulgar language but Bas was even more strict than I was when it came to it. "And Andrea, for the love of God, you're not a snake. You don't have to bite everyone that crosses you; it's uncalled for and isn't going to get you anywhere."

"Nothing I said to him was uncalled for. You weren't even there, you can't just go off of what Lia says." I said in vindication. I rolled my eyes and sat back in my seat. Bas has this uncanny ability to make me feel like a ten year old being chastised by their dad when he's unhappy with me and I don't like it.

"I'm not going with what Lia says, I'm going with what my instinct tells me to believe."

"And what does it tell you to believe, Bas?" I huffed, disbelievingly.

"That you can't go a day without snapping at some unsuspecting innocent." he shrugged, glancing at me briefly before returning his gaze back to the road.

"Excuse me?"

"It's true. You're very temperamental for someone your age." he continued.

"I'm not temperamental. I just don't like to put up with other people's crap."

"You could still be more civil toward others."

"I am civil!" I defended, exhausted from this sudden attack. I don't know where Bas was coming from with all of this when all we wanted was a ride.

"You threatened to spit on him." Lia spoke up, sounding uninterested.

Bas broke out laughing when he heard this.