"Hey, dad, I'm going to the Blacks to see jacob after school, do te think te can organise your own dinner?," i asked when in my rush down the stairs. I was running late for school again.
I hope that charlie understand that when i detto organise, i mean order pizza not cook, i want to come home to a house, not ash.
"Ok Bells, One cheese pizza should be enough" he snickered. Charlie had been dato days off from work lately, for his back. He fell while taking out the trash. It was then when i realised that my clunsiness was in fact gene related.
i scuffed over to his side, struggling to get on...
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