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Hiptothemix · 11-03-2006, 12:37 AM

******Chapter 2******

Sure enough the next day I was grounded for two months, and struck washing dishes until my hands turned into wrinkle dried up prunes. I wasn't even allowed to mention a party, let along go to one. It turned out my cheesy excuse about how Sam's car got stolen didn't work. I can tell by the way he stared at me through those piercing eyes, that he could see through my lie and he was not pleased at all. I kind of felt bad about it, because I never ever lied to him before and from that day on, I knew it would take years to regain back his trust. The phone started to ring, I didn't want to answer it, I knew it was Sam. In fact, I figure that whatever she had to say wasn't worth hearing. I can just picture her right now tuck in comfortable in her bed, while her mom pampered her with asprin and good hot food. Just thinking about it made me even more mad that she get to live in luxury while I suffered slaving over dirty pots and pans with " who's know's what stuck to the side of them." Some brown flaky stuff was got caught inbetween my fingers. I examined it, it sure didn't look like last nights dinner to me. It as if it had tooken a new course of direction.

"Sid," Mark shouted from the living room.

" What,"

" Telephone."

To be continued........................................

11-03-2006, 12:37 AM	#11
Hiptothemix TeenLit Regular Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 56	****Chapter 2** Sure enough the next day I was grounded for two months, and struck washing dishes until my hands turned into wrinkle dried up prunes. I wasn't even allowed to mention a party, let along go to one. It turned out my cheesy excuse about how Sam's car got stolen didn't work. I can tell by the way he stared at me through those piercing eyes, that he could see through my lie and he was not pleased at all. I kind of felt bad about it, because I never ever lied to him before and from that day on, I knew it would take years to regain back his trust. The phone started to ring, I didn't want to answer it, I knew it was Sam. In fact, I figure that whatever she had to say wasn't worth hearing. I can just picture her right now tuck in comfortable in her bed, while her mom pampered her with asprin and good hot food. Just thinking about it made me even more mad that she get to live in luxury while I suffered slaving over dirty pots and pans with " who's know's what stuck to the side of them." Some brown flaky stuff was got caught inbetween my fingers. I examined it, it sure didn't look like last nights dinner to me. It as if it had tooken a new course of direction. "Sid," Mark shouted from the living room. " What," " Telephone." To be continued........................................** Last edited by Hiptothemix : 11-03-2006 at 12:40 AM.