StoneRidge for Girls

Chapter 9

   Clean. Have to clean. I thought, as I rushed through brushing Star. My parents will be here in 2

hours and my room is trashed! Clothes everywhere, school books everywhere. Dirty laundry.

I slammed his stall shut and ran from the barn.

    Almost there.... 

   "Ms. Rhodes? I believe there is a strict rule about no running."

  "Mrs. Rosenberg! I am so sorry!"

  "Detention tommorow. I already caught you once with a warning. See me at 4:30 in my classroom."

  "But I have...."

"No excuses."

  She walked off in the direction of Mr. Groffman's office.

        "Wonderful. Now, she can tell my parents."

  I hate her, hate her!

       "I hear grumbling. It must be someone's time of the month." Rosie spoke up.

  "Gee! Please shout it out for the world to hear, why don't cha?"

"Gosh. Well, see ya." she skedaddled away. 

 I reached my room, and pulling out my key, unlocked the door. I threw all my dirty clothes in the

hamper and shoved it into the back of my closet. My make-up was everywhere! I threw it all into it's

case, not even caring about making it orderly. I'll do that after I rush-clean. Shut down my computer.

Turn up volume on phone. Run down the hall and throw away my trash. Quickly throw my blanket on

my bed. 

  Now, I can organize. I took my blue bag for blue makeup and sorted through all of the stuff poured

on the counter. I then proceeded to organize the mascara, eyeshadow, and nail polish

into compartments. All that took..... 45 minutes. (I have too much make-up.) I swiped off the counter,

and then proceeded to wipe down everything else in my room with disinfectant wipes, not bothering to

do that good of a job, because my sister, the germaphobic, would do it for me. (Yikes!)

    I remade my bed, and picked up my phone.

   "Phone, text Mom."

  Me: Hi mom. Where are you guys?

  Mom: In the car, 15 minutes away.

  I hung up the phone, and barely 45 minutes later; it rang again. I was in the middle of vaccuming my floor and could barely hear it over the roar.

  "Hi Mom."

  "Hi! It's your sis!"

  "Ok... Why are you calling off Mom's phone?"

  "We're here?"

  "Ok. I'll be right down."

  The phone beeped as I hung up.

 I waved goodbye to my roomate, Soraya, who was washing out the rag she had used to clean the bathroom.

I scurried down the stairs, and out the door.