Humphrey pissing off Kate and Garth

“Mom! Phone!”
Where was she? I slowly dragged myself off the leather couch, knocking my livres to the floor. I watched as my pencil rolled under the puffy armchair. Oh well, I was done with it anyways. I grabbed the phone on the eighth ring,
“Hello?''
“Julie, babe. I thought you'd never answer. It's been like what? Three hours since we last chatted?” It was my slime-ball of an ex-boyfriend, Ryan.
“Ya, sure. What ev.” I replied while examining the ruby red paint chipping off my nails. “I got to go, so like leave a message ou something.” I hung up the phone not waiting for an...

par the time I got to the small shopping center in my little town, my Jeep had stalled twice, the window was stuck half way and the little light on the dash was flashing. Could it get any worst? Better not say that in case something did happen.
I grabbed my keys, stuffed them in my bag and slammed the door.

“Julie! Over here! Juuuuulie!” Sophie was almost standing on her chair in the nourriture court waving her hands in the air like a lunatic. “What took so long? I've been waiting for like 3 hours!” she a dit when I finally managed to weave my way through the other people there. “I only got...