you decide you've had enough. You're tired, sick of school even though it only has just started, and had enough of Britney's constant whining. Besides, you've dated her for about a month, almost a record. You'll text her that you're breaking up with her tomorrow. It takes thirty minutes to drive back home. You get out of the car, and step into the kitchen. Both mom and Bella are waiting.
"Luke. We need to talk..." mom says. You throw a dirty look at Bella. That bitch must have spied on you, and discovered your girlfriends.
"I'm don't" you say, annoyed. Mom shakes her head. "Bella told me..."
"That spying bitch" you hiss to Bella, how looks at you distastefully. "Don't make judgments on me. Its not like you're better", you say hurtfully. Ever since Dad walked out three years earlier, mom has gotten into some bad relationships, fortunately none lasting.
"How dare you! You're always been a brat" mom says heatedly. You ignore them. What do they know about anything? Suddenly you start feeling weird...
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