Chapter 6: Maybe 1 or 10

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I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and my phone ringing. I ignored it I mean come on Its Saturday. My phone rang every single minute. Why cant I have one morning where I can lay down in peace. I screamed. I heard footsteps outside my door. "Maybe she is being murdered." I heard a muffled voice. "Maybe she is just going through hormones..." That was my mom. The burst my door open and my dad came in in a ninja pose

"Dad!" I yelled. "Cant your old man have any fun?" He asked plopping onto my bed. I flipped onto my belly and put my face in my pillow. "AARGH!" I grumbled into my pillow. "Sweetie. Is it those pills I put-" "No mom!" I yelled.

"You can tell us anything." My dad said looking at me. My face was still in my pillow.

"No I cant because then mom will tell Baylor at "Tea Time" and you will tell your co workers!" I yelled. So much yelling geez.

Maybe Baylor was right. Maybe I did need a drink. no maddi no maddi no maddi no maddi.

'NO!" I yelled.

My parents look confused. "Get out." I grumbled. They did so. I texted Baylor.

To Baylor<3

I need to get out of here.

From Baylor<3

what do you mean?

To Baylor<3

Maybe 1 or 10 drinks...

From Baylor<3

no! how about I just take you out to dinner.

To Baylor<3

ok:)

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 02, 2014 ⏰

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