I didn't know what to do next, tell my parents, keep my secret ? So I just acted sick for the rest of the day, even though I think my bubbling anger cured me.
When my parents got home from a day of hard work, I decided to confront them.
"Mom and Dad I need to talk to you." I squealed.
"Yes, honey what is it?" Came the sweet and innocent reply. Both of my parents were staring at me, and I lost confidence. My stomach lurched, I coughed lamely.
"Erm...oh! I just wanted to tell you that I am feeling better now!" I attempted weakly.
"Yes, anything else?"They asked in unison.
"Well there was something I want to talk about." I tried muttering.
"Oh Sasha! I thought we talked about this before! The store Gucci doesn't have any more new designer bags till next week Tuesday!" My mother droned on. And, finally I gave up.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Designer Girl
Novela JuvenilSasha's a model, well almost- at least. But being its a model has its ups and downs, especially if you were FORCED to do it. It's time Sasha faces ongoing family problems, even if that means chasing and hunting for a dark secret that has to be unc...
