finally tomorrow is going to be the day that mom and dad get back. I have no idea what we're going to. I pick up my phone and text Ila because that's what I usually do when I'm bored.
Me: supppp you emo trash
Ila: rude
Ila: aren't your parents gonna be back tomorrow?
Me: ye
Ila: tell Josh I said hi
Me: uh, no
Ila: oh well we're gonna get married anyways
Me: pft, okay
Ila: shut up
my door flies open and gran walks in. I put my phone down.
"fold this washing for me will you Liv?", she says putting down a basket by my door.
I moan and get off the bed.
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the third pilot
Fiksi Penggemar"but mom, I don't want to go to school! everyone just teases me and uses me because my dad is thee Tyler Joseph!", I say holding back tears. "honey, I know that it's hard for you but your just going to have to deal with it", my mom says hands on her...
