MY SPOILT BRAT
"She is spoilt rotten, she has absolutely zero manners. A rich spoilt brat is what she is.
I hate her! I really do! She makes me want to break stuff, I cant stand a minute with her. " I said, frustration evident in my voice.
" Oh My dear boy. Please don't be like this. We need the money. It's been so hard without your father. I am already in a lot of debt as it is and its just been a year since he died, God bless his wonderful soul." My mom says sniffing back her tears.
"Her father is offering you 5000 dollar's a month just to tutor her on weekends. That's what I make in five months!. Don't let foolish hatred for Daniella cost us this great opportunity.
You never know. The two of you may become friends eventually " she finished, forcing a smile.
We did need the money. And I'd do anything to see my mother happy.
I got up from sitting beside her, my hands in my pocket.
I didn't look at her when I spoke. I really hated what I was about to agree to.
"I'd do it Mom. But only because of you. Because you and I do need the money. But about me and her being friends..... Its not going to happen Mom. I can guarantee that" I finally looked at her and she was smiling, a real smile.
I'd do anything to always see her smile like this. She has been sad for too long.
"Id see you later Mom" I say and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and rushed out of theDanielle