"Mom! I'm home!" I call out to the house and my mom's head pops out from behind the living room. Her apron, which is strictly for painting, is covered in spots of multi colored paint. Some splotches are on her sleeves and face as well.
"Hey! So how was first day as a senior in high school?" She asks chirpily.
"Eventful. How was your day?" I ask and drop my stuff off in a chair close to the stairs, which leads to my room.
She goes back to painting, but continues talking. "What does that mean?" I can hear her voice echo from behind the living room wall as I scavenge the kitchen for snacks.
The marble countertop hasn't been cleaned for a while and the stove has water stains on it.
"Well, Jennifer and Cody were fighting but that's normal. Uh," I pause as I think about my day, then continue,"Oh! Right! Do I have news for you!"
I look to the sink only to find my dishes from breakfast are still there with others added on. I grab the sponge off of it, soak it, and begin cleaning the countertop.
Once I finish that, I move my attention to the stove.
"What do you mean?" My mom's face appears our from the wall again and I chuckle.
"Ha...so Darby...you talked to her lately?"
"No. Why?" When she asks, her head goes back behind the wall and paints again, losing interest.
"Well, Blake found out he's going to be a big brother," I say casually and wait for her to notice what I mean. 3..2..1..nothing. I become worried and look back at the living room wall.
Just in time, my mom comes bursting through with excited energy bouncing all around her. It's as if someone randomly turned on a disco ball on the ceiling, with it reflecting rainbow colors all around the house and hip 80's music playing loudly. She starts dancing around, bouncing off of the walls, doing disco moves, I'm surprised she didn't pull off a backflip.
"Ah! I'm so happy! I'm going to going to call Darby right now!" With that, she runs off and I laugh as Dad walks in.
"Hey, Daddy! How was work?" I ask, trying to butter him up. If I'm going to ask if I can go out Friday night, it's what I'll probably have to do.
"It was good. Thank you! Now what do you want?" Man! How can he tell?
I chuckle and look down briefly before looking back at him again. "Uh, we doing anything Friday night?"
"Why Friday night? What's going on with you?"
"I just wanna go out with a friend," I say, hoping he won't ask who.
"Who?"
Man! "Just a friend, Dad–"
"Who?"
I give him a look, which he reads quicker than lightning and responds to with, "No! You can't go!"
"Oh, hun. Just let her go!" My mom walks back in, overhearing what's going on, and defends my case.
Dad sighs. He can never say no to Mom. "Fine."
"Yay! Thanks Daddy!" I squeal and run upstairs.
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Saving Him
RomanceAmanda Winters is starting her senior year today and doesn't know how it should go. She and her best friend, Taylar, have discussed how marvelous it would be, but now it seems more work than having fun your last high school year. She also finds out...
