5 years later:
(Yanthe is now 6 years old)
It's 6 AM.
Yanthe? Are you awake? Asks Florence.
Yanthe wakes up but turns around and pulls her blanket over her head.
Yanthe? It's your first day of school today. Says Florence trying to hype Yanthe up.
Come on! Get up! Or I need to do something and I know what you're gonna do then. She says.
Yanthe doesn't move so Florence starts ticking her.
Yanthe sits up.
Stop! She says.
Florence keeps tickling her.
Stooop! She screams.
Florence stops tickling.
Don't be sensitive! I know that you like it. Answers Florence with a smile on her face.
It's morning for me to! Says Yanthe.
Okay! Take it easy girl! Get up. I'm bringing you. Says Florence.
She leaves Yanthe's room.
Yanthe makes herself ready and goes downstairs.
6 years later:
It's 10 AM.
Yanthe runs downstairs with her homework.
She slams it on the table and sits on her chair.
Good morning Florence! Good morning Yanthe! Says Florence while laughing a little.
Not now! Says Yanthe fast.
What's wrong? Asks Florence to Yanthe.
Everything! It's f*cking homework! Shouts Yanthe.
Not that language Yanthe! Says Deborah fast.
I don't care right now! Says Yanthe back.
I hate this world! Ugh! Says Yanthe while running to her room.
Toby walks inside the room with Clinton.
Is she okay? Asks Clinton.
Homework. Says Florence.
Ah! That's typical Yanthe. I call it "homework. Straight through h*ll with Yanthe." Says Toby.
True! But the good thing is is that she has gymnastics training later this day so that means that she will calm down. Says Florence.
I hope so. Says Clinton.
I'll go look by her. Says Florence.
She goes to Yanthe's room.
She knocks on the door.
She hears someone crying a little so she walks inside the room.
What's wrong? Why are you crying? Asks Florence worried.
I don't know it anymore... Answers Yanthe.
She lays on her bed and put a pillow on her face.
Florence sits next to her.
Why don't you know it anymore? She asks.
School is hard, I'm always alone because the other girls are mean... and I can't do anything to it. Says Yanthe.
What do they do? Ask Florence while she lays down next to Yanthe.
They say things about me that are not true... they're always like "you're not smart enough to be able to do something! You're not a Pugh because you're a liar!"
Did you asked them to stop? Asks Florence.
Yes... But they don't listen. Says Yanthe.
How about I help you with your homework and you help me to cook dinner later? Asks Florence while smiling at Yanthe.
Fine. Says Yanthe while she pulls off the pillow of her face and dry's her cheeks.
I'll go get it. Says Florence.
At 19 PM:
Yanthe and Florence are cooking.
They're listening some music.
Every time I cook I make a video for my Instagram. Do you wanna be in it? Asks Florence.
Mom is not gonna like that. She says that she wants me to stay out of that. Says Yanthe.
Mom? Ask Florence.
Deborah walks inside the kitchen.
Yes? She asks.
Why can't Yanthe be on Instagram? Asks Florence.
There are so many people on it and I want her to be safe. Answers Deborah.
Why? Florence uses it to. Says Yanthe.
I'm not gonna discus this! Says Deborah while she walks away.
You're overprotective! Shouts Yanthe at Deborah.
It's for you that I do it! And you know that! Shouts Deborah back.
Maybe next time? I'll keep trying for you. Says Florence.
