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Chapter 41 : Greetings On Phone

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"Deanna!" My mom shrieked from the kitchen. Both of my parents arrived around four in the morning and I was lucky that I was home already by that time.

It's impossible that my dad is awake by now, and I'm guessing my mom is heretofore making food in the kitchen.

Today is New Year's Eve and I heard that mom is inviting some guests. Maybe a few relatives from Calgary and I'm not particularly close to anyone there. Tonight is just another family awkward gatherings for me.

I covered my face with a pillow, "Deanna! Come down here and help me!" She bellows even more.

Stomping my way downstairs, I scratched my head the moment I got into the kitchen. "What?" I groaned.

"Deanna Justine, didn't I tell you to wake up early today?" She started. "We have guests coming at lunch, you better help me, young lady."

"I'm still sleepy," I enunciated. Jungkook and I arrived at home at two in the morning because we ate at a convenient store after playing from the arcades. When the clock struck four, my parents came and my sleep was disturbed. Currently, it's six in the morning and my mom has her eyes already on me. "Aren't you?" I asked her.

"Just do as I say. I already hate the fact that you cut your hair so short without notice, it's unlikely of you, although I love the new hairdo sweetie. But please help me for now?" From being an feisty to someone who is attempting to make puppy eyes to convince me. That's how complicated my mom is.

"Fine," I sighed. Tying my hair into a messy bun, I grabbed another apron and wore it.

My mom assigned me to create canapés made with grapes, gouda, and arugula leaves. This is what we always prepare in the New Year. My mom believes that grapes will bring us luck and money in the next year.

"Anyways, did you get my Christmas gift, sweetie?" She asks and I rolled my eyes.

"I did," I replied. "I don't need it but, thanks, mom." I hope she hears my sarcastic tone.

"No worries, are you perhaps wearing it?" She suddenly holds my shorts to pull it down but I backed away.

"Mom!" I shrieked, making her laugh while she gets back to her work.

While she makes a dish and I focus on my task, we both heard footsteps coming inside the kitchen. "Good morning," My dad greeted and approached me as he ruffled my hair.

"I still can't get used to your short hair sweetie," He smiled warmly.

"Don't worry, I'm growing it back again."

Dad never likes cooking, he is mostly the eater and never the cooker of the family, and the second place goes to me.

Around eleven, mom and I finished cooking dishes while dad took a bath already. I went inside my room and I saw a baby pink sleeveless dress lying down on my bed.

I instantly scratched the back of my neck in annoyance. This clearly says that my mom wants me to wear this. I took a bath and just did what she wanted or else she will go ballistic later.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I looked like a guy in a stupid pink dress. To make me look a bit presentable in front of the guests, I wore a silver necklace and small flower earrings. I also added a little touch of make-up.