My Double Life

Chapter 16

Skylar's POV

"But her pussy good, it taste like peaches" I interrupt my dad's singing by throwing him with a dish rag

"What?" He asks removing his headsets

"It's bad enough that you're listening to Pop Smoke without me but seriously dad, there are kids in the room." I say pointing between an overly distracted Giana and I

"I might take your bitch in a second." He sings louder, walking out the room

I don't understand why we just can't be normal like all the other families

There's a knock on the door and both my dad and I look at each other with confusion as though asking one another if we were expecting someone. I shake my head and walk over to the door to answer it.

The Harrison's stood in front of me, huh I would've never guessed it'd be them.

"What a lovely surprise, please come in. We just finished cleaning." I explain as I step aside to allow them in

"Oh it's quite evident dear, the place looks spotless." Mrs Harrison compliments

"Emma, Tangeni, what a pleasant surprise." My dad emerges from the kitchen

Whenever the Harrisons come over, it sends my dad to the moon with joy. I think it's because we hardly get any visitors now since mom passed. Karen and I give each other knowing looks and snicker, following the adults into the living room

"What brings you at this old place?" My dad enthusiastically asks

I almost forgot about Giana as she comes running into the room screaming aunt Emma. So cute

"Oh hey darling. I've missed you so much." Mrs Harrison says picking up a giggling Giana and placing her on her lap

"Well, my dad is coming to town on a business venture and they are having a ball. We came here to invite you to the lovely event." Mrs Harrison explains

Ball? Doesn't that require make up and dresses? Yeah no, count me out!

"Don't even think of making up an excuse to back out of this one missy. You and the rest of the squad are going, they have already been informed." Karen whispers to me

Oh great, she must've seen the hesitation on my face. I should really work on my facial expressions

Oh and did I mention Emma Harrison is of British decent?
No?
Well she is.

I motion for Karen to follow me to my room. We excuse ourselves and head to my room

"What the actual fudges? Couldn't you have warned me about this earlier?" I say to Karen once we've entered my room

"No, you would've probably found an excuse to back out." She says crossing her arms over her chest

Wow, she knows me so well.

"Well duuhh, British balls are full of good manners and snobbish rich people who think they are better than everyone else." I complain

I can't be around so much politeness and most of the time, it's fake.

"You've never even been to a British ball before, how do you know?"

"I've read about them in books,it's the same as physically being there." She gives me a look that says 'are you kidding me'