I run down the stairs...and almost crash right into my mom!
I let out a yelp."Mom! You- me- crash... Ughhhhh forget it"I say, which causes her to laugh. "Well anyway," she says, "I called you downstairs because it's time to go to sewing class!"
"What? Sewing class? Since when did we ever 'sew'?" I ask, utterly confused.
"Since I sighned us up! Don't worry there'll be kids your age there."
"Umm no mom, there won't. Why don't you go and I'll stay home and watch...the cats." I attept weakly as an excuse.
"Nice try Liona. We don't have any pets and you know it. Let's go. Now."
Sighing I go upstairs and make myself look presentable. Even though I don't know who I'm trying to impress. Oh well, whatever. I make my way downstairs, wondering why I had to be the one to go. Couldn't it have been Ari or Ezek? Oh yeah. That's not happening. There both busy. Well actually Ari's at college so we can't get her anyway. *sigh* Sometimes being the youngest seriously sucks.
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"We're here!" My mom says way to excitedly for a sewing class. Eww. I sluggishly get out of the car, following my mom.
When she says her name and why we're here, the receptionist lady tells us where the sewing class is. "Thank-you." My mom says sweetly. When I don't say anything, my mom stomps on my foot.
"Thank-you." I say over sweetly.
"Your welcome." The receptionist lady smiles at us as we walk towards the right room. We walk in and I take a seat at a table near the back. My mom, being Mrs. Super lady, sits in the front and immediatly starts talking to some other mom-like-lady. Bored, I take in my surroundings. Wall, floor, fake plant, chairs, table, another wall,windo-oh la la!! Some boy is silently sitting at the table working on what I think was a scarf. Time for introductions!
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Hey peopleos! This is my first book. Tell me what ya thinking about it. Should I continue? And who is this boy that's take the eye of Liona in a sewing class?! Whoever would have thought...