“With that tone your lucky I don’t beat you over the head with it,” she threatened, “Now let’s see your so-called artwork.”
With a last desperate attempt to get her to stop, I resorted to the one method that I thought was sure fire to get her to drop my notebook. Black porn “Maaaax,” she moaned, her eyes fighting a small war just to stay open, “Why’d you get up?”
“I have school Ashley, remember?”
“Can’t you skip it today?” she whined and pressed her body up to mine. And that miracle…did not happen. I immediately thought it was a burglar, grabbing my lamp and slowly sneaking out to check whether or not I was right. To say that I was left speechless would be a total lie. A loud crash made me jump to my feet instantly, searching for the source when I caught a glimpse of Riley’s wide smile. The zipper on my backpack broke and my books landed in a puddle of water, my lunch account at school had nothing left in it so I didn’t get to eat, I failed a math test (that one wasn’t as surprising but
