Pretty as a Picture Part 2

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                                                           Pretty as a Picture Part 2

"Katie!" Yelled my dad all the way from his room. His voice was echoing off of the clean marble and crystal walls.  "What?." I yelled.   

"Get over here!" He screamed to me. Jeez, he's gotta get some manners when he's talking to me.  I slowly but carefully walked to his room, careful not to scratch the floor with my red and pink high heels.

I  entered momentarily and put my hand on my hip. His eyes where cruel and tense. But i tried not to make eye contact with him. I placed my hands on my hips and pursed my lips.

"Katie, is it true that you tried to fire Winne?." He asked as his eyes weren't so tense again. So i finally gave him eye contact.

"Uh who's Winnie?" I asked just out of curiosity.

"Well apparently, it's the maid you tried to fire." .

A smile came on my face that was about to break through my lips as i tried to hold in my laugh. I smirked a little and then put my hand on my mouth to hold it in. And then, i couldn't hold it in anymore. I laughed so hard i was afraid my lungs would burst.

"Her name was Winnie?" I managed to say in between laughs. " What a horrible name!" I smirked and then took a couple of deep breaths to calm down, still with a smile on my face.

"And what was her last name? The pooh?" I joked and then laughed some more. My dad's eyes just grew even more cross. And he wasn't laughing. Just standing there waiting for me to regain my cool.  

I managed to stop laughing then look at his angry eyes. His angry eyes where scaring me so I looked away waiting for him to get that look off his face.  "Katie, it's not funny." He raised his voice a little.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry" I said as I started blowing my wet nail polish. "Anyways, she's already gone."I smiled

"Okay Katie, that's all i wanted to know". He said then paused and left the room.  "Well I'm sure glad she's gone!" I mumbled to myself then walked to my room which was 5 minutes away from his room. Yeah, that's how big my house is.

I walked into my room and then stumbled on my laptop that i had left sitting on the floor.

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