Thursday, January 3, 2008
I am a wizard???....and he is HOT!!! Part 2
It was Tuesday night and we had just sat down to 'dinner'.
"My date, Jake, is coming over and he might stay. He will be staying in my room with me. He just hates dogs. So you will have to put your mutt in the pound or some how get rid of it. I expect it to be gone by thursday." anger started rushing through my blood. I tried to bear it for the moment, but boy, was I mad.
"IT'S MY DOG! SHE IS NOT GOING ANYWHERE, AND YOU CAN TELL YOU RETARDED BOYFRIED THAT HE CAN'T STAY BECAUSE MY DOG IS NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" Everything came rushing out of me. I couldn't be stopped. "AND IF HE HAS A PROBLEM WITH IT THEN HE CAN SHOVE HI BIG FAT BUTT OUT THE DOOR AND GO HOME CRYING TO HIS MOM OR HE CAN'T STAY AND DEAL WITH MY DOG!!!! I cooled down like, let's say, the smallest tid-bit.
"You will not speak to me that way young lady! I will not stand to listen to your yapping! It is bad enough I have to deal with you anyway!" That did it.
"SEE! YOU DON'T CARE THAT YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME OR ANYBODY ELSE EXCEPT YOUR DUMB DATES AND YOUR BEST CLOTHES! WELL NEWS FLASH! YOU DON'T HAVE BEST CLOTHES! YOUR MAKE UP MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A CLOWN AND ADD YOUR CLOTHES IN THERE! NOT PRETTY! YOU ARE A SELFISH, ARROGANT, DUMB, FAT, SNOB!" I stormed out of the room, past a few dozen, and up into my 'room' in the attic. My mind was still yelling at her. As I left I heard her say. 'Get back here young lady!' Yeah right. Like I was gonig to go back to her. I wasn't even going to stay here. Shadow lay on the rug next to my 'bed' (aka-a mattress with a blanket thrown on it.) I layed down, thinking of what to do next...runaway. That was all I could think of. Run. Get out of here.