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    Nowheresville – (Chapter: Parental Control: Chapter 5)

    —"Just like you" I breathed—

    "C’mon we better go inside. Mimi doesn’t like it when i go on the roof." I say I hope she’s ok now. Coming out here always helps me.

    "Ok. I don’t want your parents mad before they even get to know me." Spencer says. She seems to have come out of her mood. You don’t like her that way! Just ignore the fact that she said you were beautiful. Girls say stuff like that to each other all the time.

    As we’re climbing back through the window I say "I’m sorry about Kyla. I won’t let her say that again. Sorry she got you all upset."

    "It’s ok. I just don’t wanna think about that anymore. I’m stupid for letting it get to me." That’s all behind me now.

    When we get down stairs Mimi is boiling water. Oh no what is she gonna make us eat now?

    "Where’s your sister?" Mimi asks.

    "Around" I say. I have no idea where she went but I’m glad shes not here.

    "Go look for her tell her I’m making dinner. Who’s your friend?" Mimi pesters.

    "Spencer, Mimi, Mimi, Spencer." I say introducing them. Now she’s gonna start grilling us.

    "What classes do you have together? Does she live close? How old are you? Meet any cute boys? What did you have for lunch?" Mimi spews at us.

    "What’s with the interrogation?" I say. I hate it when she does this. It’s so annoying!

    "I was just asking about your day. I’m sorry I want to be involved in your life. Forgive me for caring about you. It was nice to meet you Stephany. I’ll let you girls go play." Mimi says going from trying to guilt me to trying to get rid of us.

    "Nice to meet you too m’am." Spencer says politely. Old people are wierd.

    "Let’s go down stairs before she tries to get us to help." I say so only Spence can hear.

    We go downstairs and Kyla is sitting on the couch. She looks up at me and her eyes are red.

    "Are you going to tell on me?" Kyla asks sheepishly.

    "No. Not unless you do it again. You know how I feel about tattling." I say. I hate telling on people. It just drags more people into your issues.

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