Nancy's POV~
"No." I grumbled as I pulled the blankets closer towards myself.
"Please?" Valerie whined. "I'll clean your room for you, because it really needs an urgent cleaning."
"No Val, I am not going out to a club."
"Why?" Valerie cried out as she plopped herself down on my bed.
"I'm depressed Valerie. My wife abandoned me and apparently my daughter can't be released until next week. I was really looking forward to that and bam! Next thing I know, I'm not allowed to."
Valerie let out a frustrated cry and I'm sure that if my eyes were opened I'd see her pulling at her hair.
It was a late Friday night and Valerie wanted me to go clubbing with her. It was already half past ten and Valerie had been pestering me about this for an hour straight.
I was almost tempted to accept her offer just to get her to shut up.
Almost.
I was far too lazy to get out of bed today. I had even called my job and asked for a day off. Of course my boss said it was okay and to take all the time needed. She was smitten.
"You can mourn her absence with me." Valerie suggested.
"Look at you seeking an excuse to get drunk tonight. Besides, you're a minor." I peeked an eye open and glanced at her.
She had that mischievous smile on her face. The one she always wore right before pulling some trick down her sleeve. I already knew the idiot had gotten ahold of a fake ID or something. She was manipulative like that.
"Tonight I'm not." She chirped as she wagged an ID near my face. "Tonight I'm a twenty two year old brunette named Silvia Patterson."
She immediately flipped the ID over to examine it. "Silvia Patterson? What type of f-cking name is that?"
I laughed at her idiotic self. She managed to get a fake ID and what worried her the most was a simple name?
"You're such an idiot."
"Who me? As in Valerie or Silvia?" She questioned me innocently. "Sorry, I'm kind of having a split personality right now."
"Alter ego Val, alter ego."
"What?" Valerie asked in confusion.
"You dont have a split personality idiot. You're the idiot and Silvia is your alter ego."
"So you're saying I'm lamer than Silvia?"
I laughed again. Valerie was seriously getting worked up over the fact that I was comparing her to a fake identity. She was something else alright!
"Just shut up Val." I stretched and a yawn escaped my mouth. "You're cleaning my room."
"What?!" Valerie immediately shot out of bed. "No! You agreed to go before I even suggested that I'd clean your room, so no!"
"First off, I haven't agreed to anything yet. Second off, if you don't, I'm not going. Period."
"You're such a pig!" Valerie pretended to gag. "Why is there even a hose in your room? You know what? I don't even want to know."
I laughed as Valerie scrunched her face up. "Not for whatever morbid reason your mind came up with."
"Just get out. I'm not cleaning while you're in here pestering me."
"Pestering? You're the one that has been pestering me for the past hour." I pointed out in disbelief.
"Well, if you would've agreed to go since the very beginning you would have saved me alot of time and effort." She stopped picking out random objects and she looked at me with a huge smile. "Hey! I just proved my math teacher wrong. I can actually accomplish the things I want when I am determined."
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