I was
starring at my maid while mother starts to talked about school again. “Chloe,
you’ll be going to Hobbton soon. Have you took your files?” I smiled at her.
“Look, mom. I
don’t want to go to Hobbton. That school just full of jerks. All of them are
poor.” My mom looked at her lovely husband. She looked at me back and sighed.
“Chloe, even
they got no money. But they are better than rich peoples.”
“So, you’re
trying to say that I’m a bad person? Huh? Well, thank you. That’s mean lovely.
Anything else? No? Okay.” I walked away. Sigh. Who’s going to Hobbton, there’s
a lot of poor kid. I hate them. They’re pobably stinks and douche.
“Chloe…..”
my stepfather called my name. He should’nt do that. I hate him.
“What?”
“Please, go
to Hobbton. We’ll give you everyting. Anything.” He starred at me. Anything? I’ve
got everything. iPhone. Laptop. Cameras. Guitar. Piano. Dresses. I’m a rich
girl, so why must he tried to persuade me by saying ‘We will give you everything’?
“I’ve got
everything that I wants. So, your persuasion are definitely invalid.” I glanced
at him.
“We will buy
you a car.”
“A car?”
“Yes, a car.”
He smiled at me. Okay, a car? I started to imagine when I’m going to Hobbton
with a car. Wow, that must be cool.
“Hmph, I will
think about it later. The car will be mine forever?” I asked my stepfather.
“Yes. It
will be yours.” He answered my question with a big smile. Aw, don’t think that I
like you now. I will never like you. No, never.
“I will take
my files tomorrow. And promised me I will get ther car before i get into
Hobbton okay. Or I will probably run from this big idiot house.” My mom
suddenly hugged me. She must be so happy for my agreement. Hah, whatever.
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‘Goodluck
for your life in Hobbton.’ Okay, guys. I’m actually transferring for a new
school name Hobbton. Not going to war. How I hate you gurls.
“So, have
fun at Hobbton.” My stepfather smiled at me and hugged. Ew, who do he thinks he
is. Back off.
“You hugged
me?”
“Yes. Why?”
“I hate you
till the end of the world.” I glanced at him again and again. No seriously, he
possibly can’t hug me. No way! “Mommy, where’s my car?” that momment when I asked
my mother about the car, she was shocked. I’m asking for my car. That’s all.
“Chloe,
honey. Your car will arrive this Friday. Sorry.”
“WHAT?!!!!!!!!!
Friday?!”
“Yes, honey. Don’t
be mad, please.” My mother tried to calm me down. Seriously, I’m crazy mad.
They promised me. Who are they to broke their promise?
“I’m so not
going to Hobbton.” I started sulk. I saw
my mom’s tears stream down her face. Oh no, she’s crying because of me. I’m so
bad. “Mom, I’m sorry.” She still crying.
“Look! What
have you done? You’re so mean!” my stepfather starts to yell at me. He’s
probably wants me to put him at the dumb.
“Shut up. Okay
fine, I will go to Hobbton. Fine!”
“Don’t say it
if you’re not happy.” She wiped her tears.
“Who said that
I’m not? I am happy. So happy. Right uncle?” I smiled at my stepfather.
“Hah, yes. She’s
very happy. So so happy.” He smiled at my mother and me.
“Seriously?”
“Mommy, I’m
serious. Now let’s go to Hobbton!!!!” smile turn into sad face. The school was
dirty. I mean, not dirty but I don’t know. “Mom, can we go back home?”
“No, honey. Let’s
register.” My mother and my stepfather were so happy. But for me, I’m not. I
hate this school. But what can I do, my mom will freaking cry like a baby. So,
I’ll be in the school by tomorrow. And I’m so not happy. A;ah not at all.
First day at
school.
“I’m so dead.”

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