I really want to

"Going Home"

"Tori, sweetheart are you ready? Your car will be here in the next five minutes. Please come down fast" -mom (Tanya Harris)

Yes mom I'm done.. almost.

"Tori.. oh my god please can you just put on something better", mom said after she pushed and opened my door. "Hindi lang yan ang damit mo anak, you have so many better clothes. Bakit yaan ang palagi mong soot, we're the Harris honey, please keep up with the reputation we have in town"

Mom firstly, I'm just going home to the Philippines and secondly, can you please stop being so racist? This is my favorite, this is cozy and this is the only dress that can fit me well that looks good on me I believe, ayoko maging katawa tawa..

"Tori, I haven't passed a racial statement here. I just reminded you of who you actually are."

Fine. I'll just go change. You can't even take jokes.

My mom left the room quickly. She probably didn't say anything after that because she knew we would end up fighting again. That happens most of a time. We plan stuff but can come to conclusions on how to go about with the things we intend to do. This is the life of Victoria Harris. My life has always been different from others. My parents always bothered about their social reputation and their social status was the most important to them. My mom is a one of the famous lawyers in town and my dad is a doctor. I also have a brother; He's a famous jock in school. He's fit, there're so many girls in school drooling over him. Halos lahat ng tao dito kilala sila, and then there's me. A fatty fat teenager. My brother really loves me and really care for me. He's always there to protect me from anything and anyone. But I decided to leave New York for Philippines. I decided to live with my grandmother. Hiniling nya sa mom ko na dalawin ko sila sa Pilipinas. But I decided to live there, for good? I'm not yet sure..