Drama Llama II.

It’s funny how one little thing can ruin your day.

My day was going fantastically. I woke up this morning, picked up a couple of friends, and drove to the beach. I managed to make it home without a sunburn, despite laying out in the sun for four straight hours.

I was in a super-good mood. No drama today. No talking about prom. Just laying in the sun, swimming in the ocean, and looking at guys on the beach. I really needed today.

So I get home, take a shower, and sit around for about fifteen minutes, and then my parents come home. Mom asks if I’m okay with prom — basically, the group I’m going with is made up of couples… and me. I say, “Yeah, I’m fine. I haven’t really thought about it today. Oh, and one of the guys in our group was dumped by his girlfriend, so I won’t be the only single.” My mom suggests I think about asking him to go with me. About that time, my phone rings.

I answer it, and it’s the girl that’s basically in charge of organizing everything. She tells me that A: the guy my mom said I should ask to go had already decided on someone else, and that B: our group has expanded by four more people. She’s asking my opinion on all of it, and all I can think is how many times do I have to tell you? I. Don’t. Care.

Basically, my friends just automatically assume I don’t have a date. And that pisses me off more than the fact that I don’t have one. So they’re making all these plans and filling up our table, not once bothering to say, “Hey, are you planning on bringing a date?”

So as I’m venting to Mom, my step-dad comes in and says my step-brother and one-year-old nephew are coming over.

So now I’m sitting here, fuming, having to listen to my loud step-family talk to each other, gushing about my nephew’s haircut. So they’re yelling at each other across the living room, the baby’s crying, and the TV is on. This house is never quiet.

Is this year over yet?

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