Daddy's Little Girl.

Introduction:

 "Fix your tie, it looks horrid." My dad critized, to my brother. He tried to get it to be even, but he's only twelve.

"Good enough." He said under his breath, as my dad went downstairs.

"Here, let me get that for you." I approached him, and fixed it, as much as I could.

"Thanks." He said, and walked out of the washroom.

I made sure my hair was perfectly curled, and my dress wasn't showing too much clevage. I never really had met my dad's boss' family, but I expect them to be high class, with accents.

 "Let's go! Hustle!" Dad screamed from the bottom of the staircase.

"Coming!" I shout back.

I run down the steps, looking at my feet, hoping I wouldn't fall in my heels. My mom smiled as soon as she saw me.

"You're growing up too fast."

"Thanks.. I think."

 Dad opened the front door, and my mom and brother filed out. I followed them, and dad locked the door, and came up, right behind me. We all got into the car, and drove to my dad's boss' house. It was only two streets away. It looked sort of similar to the White House. Dad parked in the parking lott, and turned his head, to face my brother and me.

"You better behave." He said, as he took hold of the door handle, firmly.

"We will." I said.

We nervously walked to the front door, a purse in my hand, and chicken-tuna caseral in my mother's. Dad rung the door bell, and almost immediatly, the door burst open. A man with a huge smile on his face, stood in the doorway.

"Hello, come in, come in!" He cheered.

As we slowly walked in, my brother and I looked at each other, probably having the same thing on our minds. What's wrong with this maniac?  As we made our way down the hallway, I heard a deep male voice, laughing. We entered the room, and saw a boy in a plain white t-shirt, and blue plaid boxers. He set orange juice on the table, without noticing us, and belted a loud burp. Everyone stood there in schock.

"Joshua!" My dad's boss, Brain scowled.

The teenaged boy looked up, with tired eyes.

"Oh, hey, dad," He yawned. "What's up?" It seemed as if my family wasn't even standing there, in his eyes.

"Go get changed! I told you that my employee, and his family would be here for lunch, at exactally 11:30 am!"

 "Oh, that was today?"

"Yes, it's Sunday, is it not?!"

"Whatever." He shrugged and walked out of the dining room door.

A woman walked in, wearing a red dress, with pearls around her neck. She wore nude heels, and had her hair curled, with a bit too much hairspray in.

She smiled.

"Hello," She shook everyone's hand, firmly. "I'm Sheryl."

 "Let's eat?" Brian suggested.

Without a word, everybody sat down in their seats, and we prayed.

"Can I be excused, I have to go to the washroom.."

"Ofcourse, you may." Sharyl said, with a smile on her face, not that it ever left.

I walked down the hallway, and opened a door, only to see Josh doing his buisness.

"Don't you knock?!" He screamed.

"I-I-I."

Get out."

I shut the door, and waited, but I knew it would take forever for him to make himself look somewhat appealing, but a few minutes later, the door opened, and he walked out, and looked down at me. He snorted.

"Nice dress." He walked toward the dining room, and bumped into my shoulder, on the way. Jerk.

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