I'm about to go to a party. I have never been so afraid of anything in my life.
I make sure my dad is in his room before I plan my escape. I tip toe down the stairs and make my way to the front door. Just as my hand skims the handle,
Dad: Where on Earth do you thing you are going young lady?
My dad appeared behind me out of no where. Time to ooze confidence and sass it up.
Me: To a party, old man. And there is nothing you can do to stop me.
Dad: Okay then fine. Be safe.
What?! He is supposed to punish me, send me to my room...SOMETHiNG!
Me: Good...I'm gonna stay up late too, maybe be back at like err 11:30. Cuz I'm a rebel like that.
My dad chuckles.
Dad: Have fun, Violetta.
Why isn't he doing anything?
Me: Maybe I'll meet a nice boy and we will fall in love and runaway together and have a child OR THREE.
Dad raises his eyebrows in shock sweat forming on his forehead.
Dad: On second thought, perhaps it would be better off if you stayed at home...I never did punish you for that...thing you did...that day...
Me: YES--I mean...You are so annoying sometimes dad grr I am going to my room.
And I stomped upstairs in anger and sent a text to Leon telling him I won't be able to make it to his party. Guess I won't be going to my first party after all.😅
Lesson Learnt: Dad's can sometimes seem over protective but you gotta love them.
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Violetta: Geek to Chic
Short StoryJoin Violetta as she creates a step by step guide to go from geek to chic. <3