I went inside and tried to be as quiet as possible so my brother wouldn't stir from his sleep and start bothering me. My parents were arguing over something, but they took it outside. I sat on the ottoman and looked over some of the things people had given me on the first day. Just papers. I went to my room and put them in my shoe box filled with memoirs. My mum came storming inside and grabbed the keys to the car. I followed her outside and my dad shoved me out of the way to get inside. "Wait, mum!"
"What Bianca?" she replied hastily.
"That girl that bought the owl necklace from you and told you she was from Minnesota."
"Yeah, what about her?"
"I met her today. She's really sweet just like you said."
"Cool. I'm going to go find something to do for a little while to cool off."
"Um, okay, I guess? Bye."
"See you later."
With that she took off in the car and I guess to the grocery store? I don't know. I went over to my grandparents house and played on the computer for a little while. I didn't go home until 7:30 P.M and by then my mum was home. I was in trouble.
I walked inside and smelt dinner cooking, delicious dinner: bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs, pancakes, and hash browns. Yes. I loved breakfast for dinner. I lived for it. Don't get sick.
Shut up I won't I love breakfast for dinner.
Whatever you say.
Just another normal conversation with 'them' of course. I ate my dinner, took a shower and went to bed after that.
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Little Miss "Perfect"
Teen FictionShe never really talked to anybody at school until this girl comes out of nowhere one day when she's getting off the bus to go home. She didn't talk to many people and tried to keep her distance from people because she was always seen as scary and r...
