"UNHAND ME WOMEN" i all but screeched at my mother when she started chasing me around the house to "pluck my eyebrows". Those tweezers thingies were torture devices. 'OH COME ON HONEY DON'T BE A BABY! TAKE IT LIKE A MAN" And that ladies and gentleman is my mother~ Clarisse.
You're probably confused as to why i'm running away from my maniac of a mother~ who by the way is armed with a torture device. Well my friends it all started when i got invited to a party by Mr. Jock himself~ Trey Parker.
I set my bag on my desk as i let myself fall pack on my soft bed. All the events of my first day of school still playing fresh in my mind. So far in one day i had managed to speak to Mr. Jock himself twice and i also managed to irritate the 'Bad Boy' of the school twice. Not to mention all of the insults i have given him.
Before i could let sleep consume me my mother barged through my room with a cheesy smile on her face. One thing you should know about my mother, she acts like a teenager where as i more of the parent. She jumped upon my bed which send me whirling towards my carpet.
"Sorry darling"
i huffed in response as i tried getting up from my carpet. i pushed myself off the floor to come face to face with the same cheesy smile. She really creeps me out sometimes but she's my mother what can i do?
"what may i help you with mom"
"Honey how many times do i have to tell you to stop talking like your grandma and act normal.....for once in your life" she interrogated me in response. In all honesty i was in no mood to talk to her about anything.
"Skylar? Whats wrong"
I just shook my head in response not even bothering to answer her.
"I'm only going to ask this once. WHAT. IS. WRONG. SKYLAR" oh and another thing about my mom she also has her strict moments and prying out every detail of my life happens to be one of the rare times in which strict mom make an appearance. Sighting i decided to tell her everything that happened today.
"Skylar Marie Jones get down here this instant" she hollered out of breath from downstairs.
"Never! I regret NOTHING!" was my response before i ran into my room breathing heavily from my run away from mom and that torturous device in which you people call a tool.
Her face remained shocked from my explanation on my first day of school. She gaped similar to a fish out of water.
After another moment of silence my mother let out a piercing "EEHHH" sound which resulted in me placing a hand over her mouth. Golly this woman sure had a strong vocal chord. She removed my hands from her mouth and rearranged herself due to her temporary tantrum which by the way caused my poor ear drums a shit load amount of pain.
" So you're telling me my daughter got invited to a party by a jock"
It's times like this i fear for my mother. Out of all my explanation she only managed to hear that par of the story. Maybe i should start calling therapists for her. Maybe then can she actually focus on the task which happens to be how can i avoid the bad boy and jock at school because i'm sure that its bound to stir up drama at school.
"Oh my god we have to get you ready for the party. Wait a minute i have to get my makeup kit and i have to find you an outfit." she explained giggling like a teenage girl while she pranced her way out of my room. My mother is a handful.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
" Skylar i promise if you open the door no one will get plucked" she negotiated with me.
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Jock vs Bad Boy
Fiksi RemajaWhat do you do? This is the question Skylar Jones has been asking herself. What to do? She has to make a decision. She has to choose between the jock or bad boy. Junior year came along and Skylar thought everything would be just like the last...
