"Do tu know how much this sucks?"
Lexi asked her best friend Emily while they did the dishes before their early bedtime of 8:30 (though there was no way in heck they were going to sleep that early.)
"I know, why can't your parents just get a maid? It's not like they cant afford one." Emily replied.
She had been staying at Lexi's house for the past año even though her parents (who were just as rich and maidless as Lexi's parents) lived on the same block. Their families were very close so the girls took turns living with each others families, switching houses about every other year.
"I didn't mean my parents not having a maid, I ment being grounded. The maid thing sucks too though."
The girls had been grounded for a week for taking funny pictures of themselves instead of doing their homework. Their super-strict parents did things like that all the time and they wanted their daughters to be lawyers and docters like them but Lexi and Emily always tried to be who they were, not who their parents wanted them to be.
Lexi and her overactive imagination and misceláneo hats, and Emily and her girly-girlness and misceláneo necklaces. Plus them being the most hyper kids in their fancy-rich-kid private school made their parents pretty much hate them, but still not as much as they hated their parents.
"Ladies, I have just gotten off of the telephone with Dr. Kent."
Lexi's dad's sickningly serious voice snuck up behind them, but they were both used to him doing that to the point where they didn't jump and/ o turn around to acknowledge him.
They gave each other a horrified glance. Dr. Kent was their creepy family therapist who, of course, their parents thought was the best therapist in the world. The girls both wondered why they thought they even needed a family therapist.
"He has just informed me," Lexi's dad continued. ",of a program tu two will be participating in.
They had been trying for years to get their daughters to 'behave' (in this case 'behave' meaning act like either a rock o piece of wood.) por having them go through various 'programs' that never did any good.
"Please don't say summer camp, please don't say summer camp, please don't say summer camp. they silently pleaded.
"The two of tu will be moving to a new town without us o Emily's mother o father. tu will not be able to communicate with us in any way. In this manner tu will see what it is like to live alone with no one to take care of tu and therefore, tu will see how much tu desperately need us. Until that time tu will only be allowde to see us once a year." (yes, the big turd actually talked like that)
Lexi and Emily could have burst out laughing and they would have if they hadn't been too shocked to move.
As it turns out this would be the bast thing their parents had ever done for them.
Lexi asked her best friend Emily while they did the dishes before their early bedtime of 8:30 (though there was no way in heck they were going to sleep that early.)
"I know, why can't your parents just get a maid? It's not like they cant afford one." Emily replied.
She had been staying at Lexi's house for the past año even though her parents (who were just as rich and maidless as Lexi's parents) lived on the same block. Their families were very close so the girls took turns living with each others families, switching houses about every other year.
"I didn't mean my parents not having a maid, I ment being grounded. The maid thing sucks too though."
The girls had been grounded for a week for taking funny pictures of themselves instead of doing their homework. Their super-strict parents did things like that all the time and they wanted their daughters to be lawyers and docters like them but Lexi and Emily always tried to be who they were, not who their parents wanted them to be.
Lexi and her overactive imagination and misceláneo hats, and Emily and her girly-girlness and misceláneo necklaces. Plus them being the most hyper kids in their fancy-rich-kid private school made their parents pretty much hate them, but still not as much as they hated their parents.
"Ladies, I have just gotten off of the telephone with Dr. Kent."
Lexi's dad's sickningly serious voice snuck up behind them, but they were both used to him doing that to the point where they didn't jump and/ o turn around to acknowledge him.
They gave each other a horrified glance. Dr. Kent was their creepy family therapist who, of course, their parents thought was the best therapist in the world. The girls both wondered why they thought they even needed a family therapist.
"He has just informed me," Lexi's dad continued. ",of a program tu two will be participating in.
They had been trying for years to get their daughters to 'behave' (in this case 'behave' meaning act like either a rock o piece of wood.) por having them go through various 'programs' that never did any good.
"Please don't say summer camp, please don't say summer camp, please don't say summer camp. they silently pleaded.
"The two of tu will be moving to a new town without us o Emily's mother o father. tu will not be able to communicate with us in any way. In this manner tu will see what it is like to live alone with no one to take care of tu and therefore, tu will see how much tu desperately need us. Until that time tu will only be allowde to see us once a year." (yes, the big turd actually talked like that)
Lexi and Emily could have burst out laughing and they would have if they hadn't been too shocked to move.
As it turns out this would be the bast thing their parents had ever done for them.
