tu walk in the front door and before tu can close it, she’s standing in front of you.
“Traffic on the way inicial from school,” she says.
“Yeah, mom,” tu say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. tu weren’t in the mood for her games, tu just wanted to mostrar up long enough for her to get off your case and let tu go see Alex again.
“I know tu weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet tu in the kitchen.
“Oh really now,” tu say, pulling out the naranja jugo, jugo de and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.