The Girl Who Cried WOLF?!

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Felissa's POV

"What the --- FELISSA SEAN! GET BACK HEEEREE!"

I grabbed mom's credit cards and ran as fast as she could. Duuuh! I said I want to go shopping with my friends but she don't want me to hand my own freaking money.

"Bye! Mom!"

I shopped and shopped until the last breath of mine, laughing with my friends, ended. I return home and was welcomed with a very big smile from my parents' faces.

"You really are a spoiled brat, Felissa. Respect your mother sometimes!"

"Oh yes! I respect her Dad! You said it! SOMETIMES!"

I really hate it when dad says words st me so obvious. My mom isa just so calmed because I know she is trying and she knows my personality.

"Go to your room, sweetie."

"I love you, mom."

I left my parents arguing each other and entered my room.

By the way, my name is Felissa Sean. I'm 15 and yes, I'm a bitch, a daughter of an asshole and a lot more bitch. Hahaha. I hate my parents? No. I just want to have some fun, okay? I respect them. It is just that, they are freaking old-schooled dumb peoples.

"Darling?"

"Yes mom?"

She entered my room without knocking. Gosh. Where would I be getting my fabulous manners now?

"Your dad and I decided that we would have a vacation, and it is final."

"Really? Where?"

"At the farm village."

What the fridge?!?!