(Saturday, 5:45PM, LA)
I walk into the dining room, sighing slightly. Papa looks up at me, smiling. Nonna looks unimpressed. "Maxine. Ai intarziat." Papa says. I sit down away from both of them. "Scuze, tată. Am fost cu prietena mea." I tell him. Nonna scoffs, looking at Papa. "Cu siguranță te-am învățat să fii la timp la întâlnirile de familie, Daniel." She says to him. Papa flinches. "Ei bine, Maxine nu este o adolescentă obișnuită, mamă." He says. I laugh. "Oh, chiar aşa? De ce nu? Pentru că fumez, stau până târziu și refuz să te ascult pe tine și pe tata?" I say. Nonna looks at me. "Pierde atitudinea naibii, copile." She says to me. "Pierde peruca dracului, baldie." I retaliate. Papa slams his hand down on the table. "SUFICIENT!" He yells. I glare at Nonna, and she glares back. "Maxine. M-am săturat de atitudinea ta și nici acești prieteni ai tăi nu sunt buni." Papa says to me. "La naiba. Sper că te îneci cu o bucată de beton. Toată familia asta e plină de rahat." I growl. I stand up and walk out. I grab my pack of cigarettes and my phone and head out, taking Ashlee that I'm coming over.
(7:30PM)
Ashlee looks at me, sighing slightly. "OCKO!" She shouts. David walks into the lounge. "Prečo kurva kričíš, Ashlee Kopf-Dobrik?" He asks her. "Nedôležité. Dostaňte sem Josha, prosím. A žiadne natáčanie Maxa. Choďte von, ak to chcete urobiť." She says to him. David nods, leaving the lounge. Ashlee turns her attention back to me. I hold my arms out and she climbs onto my lap, laying her head against my chest. "I love you, Maxine. And that's never going to change ever." Ashlee tells me. I look at her. "I know that, Ash. I'm just tired of my parents." I tell her. Josh walks into the lounge, smiling at us. "Hey, Max!" He says. Ashlee gets off my lap and I stand up, hugging Josh tightly. "Has today been shit, then?" He asks me. I smile slightly at that. "Yep." I say.
