I was still in bed, even though it was 8:29 am. Grumbling, I got up to take a shower.
I went down stairs to eat breakfast, but going upstairs again to grab my phone and wallet.
When I came down stairs, dad was waiting for me. Was he drunk as usual? Is he going to beat me up?
"Are you okay?" he asks. Why was he asking this, has he gone crazy?
"I'm okay. Why?" I asked surprise.
"Your waking up very late now a days." Oh my god, is he serious. Um hello it's summer.
"Dad it's summer. And I have to go because I am going to be already late." Staring at my phone, 8:49 am.
"Alright and I'm already late to work myself." He started to laugh. I just got a donut and went outside and started the car. I was out of the driveway and onto the street to start my day
Yay I finally finnised part two. Make sure to check for the next part.
~ Peace out.
