I was at the dinner table with my mom and trinity. Trinity can’t stop asking me stupid as questions.
“So are you guys dating?” She asked.
“Who dating?” I said with a stale fact.
“You and brad.”
“No we are not dating nor will we ever date. I freaking hate him with a passion.” I said with a dead freaking face.
“Why wont you guys date” She said.
“Didn’t I just freaking say. I hate him.” I said with an angry face.
“Do not talk too you r sister like that. Go to your room. You are grounded.” My mom stood up and said.”
“I honestly don’t care how I freaking talk to her. She is freaking retarded for keep asking those questions.”
I flip the table and go to my room. Eff her . . .
