It's been a few hours since me and Alexa have been hanging out and finishing up homework in my room. Suddenly my dad called me downstairs to talk to him about who knows what.
"You mom told me that you didn't want to go to the Christmas dance."
I honestly didn't care about the dance right now. Out of everything, it was the last thing I wanted to talk about. "ya, so what?"
I replied. "Look, this dance really means alot to your mom so I guess I'm forced to do this." he said. "Do what?" I asked raising a brow. Then he replied back saying something that really killed me on the inside. "It's either you go to the dance or you won't get the new iPhone 6 for your 17th birthday that you've always wanted." ...I'm dying...nooooooo....
"What? NO! you can't do that?! it's not fair!" I protested. My dad dead stared at me... GOSH IT'S LIKE HIS EYE ARE BURNING HOLES INTO MY BODY!!!!!! "Fine ill go but don't expect me to do anything I don't want to do!"
Last thing he said before he left was,"thank you." Then peacefully left leaving me in a mood.
Oh greaaaaaaat...
What did I just get myself into.
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Christmas Catastrophe!
RandomHi, I'm Katrina. Christmas is just around the corner, how great is that! I'm going to have the best day ever when it comes. Turns out my best day ever turned out to be the worst day ever but things can change right??? At least that's what I thought...
