Rich life Rules

Isn't Life Nice?

"Honey wake uuuuuupppp!" "No, mom, I need beauty sleep, do you think that the maid gives me service for an ugly face?" "It's time to go to summer camp!" I jump out of bed stomp down the stairs and go into the kitchen where my mom is looking for new work dresses on her iPad. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!" I scream. "It's time for you to go to summer camp. I said it loud and clear, open up your ears, Andrea." "Uhhhhhhh, since when do I go to something called a summer camp?" She looked at her watch and replied with one of those, "Well, since now." replies. "What kind of summer camp?" "It is one where you live by a lake and you do some stuff with kids." she said pleased. "OH NO NO NO NO NO!!! This is not happening! Kids are gross snotty nosed little people that smell like dog pee." "OH YES YES YES YES YES!!! you were a kid once, you didn't say that about yourself back then." my mom replied in a snotty kid fight tone. "Well... I-l-l... I was a good kid." I said while thinking of an excuse. "Ha, that's probably the best joke I have ever heard you tell! What about all the times you threw a temper tantrum because I told you that you could't do anymore shopping on the internet?" my om asked. "Hey! all you let me buy before you caught me was a pair of Sperry Boots and an Iphone X! You know i needed that stuff." I replied. "Ya, know, we are done talking just go get ready Donna has breakfast ready for you, so eat your breakfast and I will take you to camp." mom said. "Ugh... fine." I snapped at her. 

I ate my breakfast and we were in the car... going to... DUN DUN DUN... summer camp. I do not like kids, well I am a kid, but not little kids. They make fun of you all the time even when you are wearing all the latest trends. Once I wore a flare sleeved shirt, and my kindergarten "buddy" that I was forced to baby sit for like 45 minutes at school because the teachers don't like to bother with all them, and she told me that I looked like a curtain! I was getting ready to carry her little butt back in the classroom and bring her back to the teacher. That was a sixty dollar shirt, it was kinda cheap, but it was still an okay clothing item for school. All these memories of little kids trying to give me lame fashion advice and them picking on me made me even MORE terrified than I already than I was before.  We are her. "This is gonna be a looooooong summer." I say to myself.