Delicate Dalila

"Fuc- Oh...I mean, Please don't say that!"

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 After school ended I ran by the bush, and looked into it, and my skateboard still lays there. I smiled and yanked it out, brushing off the dirt. I set it down and slowly glided home, on the ridged sidewalk. 

 After about 20 minutes I reached home. I ran up the driveway, noticing my moms Jeep Cherokee wasn't there. I huffed out a large breath and slightly shook my head as I put my skateboard in the driveway and jogged up the front porch stairs to the door. I grabbed my spare key and opened the door. I peeked inside. No annoying brother. No Mom. No...anyone. I walked a bit faster up to my room and plopped down on my bed, grabbing a half-eaten bag of Lays and enjoyed the last bit. After over 15 minutes of relaxing, my IPhone started to ring. I saw the caller ID read Cassandra. I actually didn't want to pick up.  But I did. "Hello?" I said lightly. "Get down now, me and Mitchell are down stairs, now." She blandly said, in quite a fast tone as well. "Wait- what?" I said not understanding a word she said. Then she hung up! She HUNG UP! OK... I got up and peeked out the window and saw her furrowing her eyebrows, starring right at me. OK...maybe she isn't so calm. I ran down the steps and out the door ( down some more steps), and to her Honda Civic. She motioned me into the car. Wow, I feel like I was being casually kidnapped or something.

  When we arrived to Cassandras house, Casandra and Mitchell led me to a room and sat me down. "OK!" Cassandra piped happily. "Lesson One starts TODAY!" She squealed. "Oh..boy" I muttered under my breath, with my knuckles supporting my cheek. Then out of no where she grab's a white board and stars scribbling something, messy and small. "OK, today were working on one, out of many, turnoffs about YOU" she emphasized the you. "Turno- HEY! I'M NOT A TURNOFF" I squealed, quite offended. They nodded sympathetically, "Poor thing.." Mitchell squeaked under her breath. "Alright, today were working on you, using your words!" Cassandra implied cutely. "What am I fucking doing right now?" I said blankly. Cassandra's eye practically twitched "Pleasant language, Dalila." She added. "Ugh...Bullshit! Im fine!" I said laughing. "Cassandra straightened out her lips. "OK, at least try!" She retorted. I guess I could.Whats the harm? "OK fine, starting now, no cussing!" I said proudly. Then when I brought my arm back down, I slammed my funny bone to the table and screamed "Fuck! Oh shi- I'm sorry- Blehhh Shit that hurt, OH I'm a shit bag- SORRY DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY SH-" I blocked my mouth before saying it again, then smiled awkwardly. "Right....So we have to work in real life situations. Like if someone says something mean, rather than insulting them, say something polite to let them know they hurt you, like,"That hurt my feelings" or "please don't say that" " She finished off. I stared at her dumbly " So basically you want me to sound like a total douche..." I said practically. "Wha-? NO!" She said frustrated, as Mitchell face palmed in the back. After almost 20 minutes of them trying to explain "The logic of ladylike behavior" I stood their like a baby puppy getting trained. I nodded from time to time and said "Mhhm.". But none of what they said interested me. After the lesson, it ended up being 5:28 P.M. We said our good byes and I promised to try not to blurt out something "Rude" to others.

  When I reached home, I noticed my brothers car in the driveway. I ran up the stairs and opened the door. "Helllooooo....." He retorted with a smile, then flicked a mini oreo at me. Older than me I tell you. "Fuc-, Oh I mean, Please don't do that" I said sweetly with a slight grin on my lips. He stared at me.... "....Are you ok?" He asked suspiciously