Chapter 3: Rings and Skittles
“Happy birthday!”
I wake up and find…
MY ENTIRE FAMILY IN MY ROOM.
HOLDING A BIRTHDAY CAKE.
WITH A HUGE 17 WRITTEN ON IT.
Yup, It’s that time of year.
I’m not a big fan of that time.
It's not like I hate birthdays, I just don’t like the attention of mine. Which is the most, because my mom and I have the same birthday.
I was supposed to a December kid, but my mom disagreed. Which I’m actually kinda happy about, since I’m one the oldest kids in my grade.
“ Yeah, she’s out again.” I hear Kati say.
“ Well sweetie, we’ll be downstairs.” Mom said.
I sooo need to get a lock on my door.
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I got up and changed into sweats and a tee shirt. Then, went downstairs to the kitchen.
Mom was talking to Kati.
“ Did you get your homework done?”
“ Yes mom, oh, and dad I need one of your shirts for a project I’m doing, which, come to think of it, I should start before presentations tomorrow.”
“ YOU HAD A PROJECT?”
“ Nooooooo.”
“Give it up Kati, just go and start.”
“ Kay kay.”
Dad turned to me.
“ And how ‘bout you young lady? I trust you at least did your homework.”
“ Uggh. Yes dad.”
You see, in my family, I am considered the good girl. Probably, because I do all my homework, and try, to not miss school. I also haven’t done anything rambunctious or chaotic enough to get “ the talk” ( my parents believe that grounding kids does nothing. Aren’t they awesome?). I also didn’t ever have detention before.
No, wait, scratch that. There was 5th AND 6th grade. 10 times altogether.
But that isn’t my fault! And don’t you dare try to argue with me.
It’s not my fault I got the genes from BOTH of my parents of talking to myself. It scared the crap out everyone.
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