I know that this is really late but I had to take a break. But now I'm back!!!! YAYYYY!!! Story is in notes and credits. This story is gonna get somewhere soon I promise. (I also copy pasted the pride flag but shhhhh. *whispers* No one needs to know...) Wait. Previous: None Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/762690441/
“Leila Delilah Madison!” My mom screeched. She was obviously mad about something. “Whaaaaaaat?!?!?!?!” I yelled. No answer. I stomp down the stairs. “What???” I say. My mom looks me up and down. Probably looking at my outfit choice for the day. Baggy sweatpants and an oversized hoodie that belonged to my big sister. And my disheveled blue hair that goes down to my shoulders. Meanwhile my mom is looking like she came from an Easter party. A long flowy white flowery dress and white flats. With her perfectly straight blonde hair and perfect skin. “We need to go back to school shopping today. I didn’t want to wait until the last minute but I had no choice, I thought that your father would be back from his business trip yesterday.” One Target shopping trip later and I have a galaxy backpack, pencils and pens, a pencil case, binders, and a keychain. “It’s already 9:30?!?!?!” I say, and I excuse myself up to my room to bed. I put on my pajamas and go to sleep, afraid of the school that awaits me tomorrow.
