Amillyana I stand in the line at the ice cream parlor waiting for my ice cream. The girl behind the counter is taking her time not caring about the other people that are in line behind me. I already paid and after what seems like an hour, she hands me my bowl of ice cream and I walk to my car. Amillyana's-car
The drive home isn't long or very far that matter. I pull up in the drive way of my house. My mom's car is there, which is really odd when she is never home by four.
Our house is not as big as any of the houses that I have ever seen but it is definitely not small. The house is gray and the are windows from wall to wall. The lawn and garden are always taken care of, my mom's idea of being normal. Inside is completely different. The living room, dining room, kitchen and everything in between look the same as everyone else's house.
Mom is standing in the kitchen with mounds of cookies surrounding her. I grab one and sit on the counter.
"What are the cookies for?" I ask with a mouth full of cookie. Mom pushes the plate of cookies to the side and looks at me. Her dark brown are are tired.
"Just felt like making some cookies." she yawns and shoos me away
Upstairs my room is very clean and organized. My bed made and full of pillows. Amillyana's- room I sit on my bed with the cookies and my homework and get to work. With trigonometry and physics, I am putting in work. 831Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuui9ohZmlX
Hours go by and all of the cookies are gone. I put my homework away and as I am doing this this a knock on the window. Outside, Charlotte is perching in the tree branch. I open the window and let her in. Charlotte Charlotte has been my best friend since third grade. We hang out a lot (me doing her homework for her while she eats all the food in the fridge.). She is the more ambitious one, hence why she climbed a tree to get int my house.831Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe7WTrfo9dB
"Charlotte what are you doing here and why didn't you go in through the front door?"831Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3T2HbIwKta
"Milly, now is not the time for your idiotic questions. I need your help." Milly is the nickname that everyone who knows me calls me.
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"I need you to come to a party with me tonight. It's at Davids house." That's the other thing about Charlotte, she makes friends easily with anyone.
"Who is David?"
"David is this guy that I just met and he just invited me to a party. Please come."831Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEvy0h7DXs5
"I don't know Charlotte."
"Fine Milly, don't come. You are a buzzkill anyway. See you later" she opens the window and climbs down the tree and leaves. 831Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhaW0OKcQuS
Mom calls for dinner and we eat in silence. She is a good chef but I wouldn't call her great. She made shrimp stir fry with noodles, which happens to me favorite. During dinner, she asks me how school was and I give the normal, bland answers. I don't tell her about what Charlotte had said to me because mom doesn't like her. She thinks that she an incompetent fool who will get nowhere in life if she keeps acting the way that she does.
After we eat and mom tells about her very unusually busy day. All of the papers and filing and other crap that means absolutely nothing to me. Then she talks about her new "friend". I don't speak at all and let her ramble on.
I go upstairs into my room and call Charlotte. I decided that I will go this party and not be a buzzkill today, I'll save that for another day.
"So you are really going to the party? And you're not pranking me, right?"
"Yes Charlotte, I am going to the party. Now please come and pick me up!" With that she hangs up on me and that's when I have to start getting ready, and fast.
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