"Hi my little Dylan how was practice"
"Who care mom, why do you need to know"Dylan said in her snarky voice, as usawal.
"Well that's all right Dylan, you don't have to share everything"
"I know mom, in fact I didn't say anything"
"Ok then, Kali how were you"
"Kali you don't have to say anything" I butted in. So what I don't want my mom knowing Kali, she's my best friend.
"It's ok Carla"she said to me on the side and resumed talking to my mom.
"It went really well actually, Dylan's really good"
"That's great Dylan, Carla why don't you be just like Dylan"
And that's when it happened all my anger rushed out of me and into the minivan. Let's just say I through a miner temper tantrum, ok fine it was a pretty big but you can't blame me there's a certain amount of anger I can take , and my anger was full. Kali has known me since kindergarten so she knows my tantrums. I screamed kicking my legs and throwing my arms. Hey it was better then last time.
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Smelly
RandomSmelly is a story about a stupid and smelly dog that can understand humans, and cats. One day he meets a cat and the story takes of from there