« ROBERTA ELISA JONO!!! »
« Yeah, what? »
« GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!!!!! »
« No. »
« YES YOU ARE! »
« I don’t wanna. »
« I’m taking your phone away. »
« Coming! »
« You better. »
« Can’t you see I’m coming! »
I run down the steps and to the living room where my mother stands waiting for me.
« Good morning, Roberta. »
« My name is Bobby! B-O-B-B-Y! »
« Roberta, there’s something you need to know. I enrolled you at Miss Petunias’ school for young ladies. »
« WHAT? What? what.... I’m depressed now. »
« Roberta Elisa Jono. Don’t speak me like that. In this year of 1923 you are a young teenager and you have to learn the things that young women should know and Miss Petunias’ school the best boarding school in the country.»
« ITS A BOARDING SCHOOL?!??! »
« Yes. I hope you like it. Here’s a list of things you need. You have one week to prepare yourself. Then you’ll take the train to Mugville, where the school is located. »
« This is a prank, right? »
« No, it’s not, Bobby! »
« Well it’s not funny. I know I’m a «young lady », and all, but I’ll remind you that I’m currently depressed. I’m not going, and that’s final. »
« Did I forget to mention that you’ll need a uniform, too? It’s pink. »
« WHAT? PINK???? And I said I don’t wanna go! »
I stomp up the stairs and pick up my doggo, Po.
« You can start packing, sweetie! I love you! »
« Yeah right. »
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