A little about me
My morning started easily enough. Nothing to do today, just laze around the house and watch television. Nope. No big plans here. I went downstairs. Where my mom was sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper. OK, walk quickly and silently and she wont see you. Moms are weird, they sense fear in their children. I don't even know what I did wrong but she's been disturbingly on the edge lately. Yes! I made it to the kitchen unharmed. Lucky, moms attitude hasn't changed the food she buys. I grab a couple slices of cold pizza and a coke, my breakfast. (I'm such a health nut) I attempt to make it back past mom but the smell of cold tomato sauce, cheese, and pepperoni is too strong.
"Ashley?"
"I didn't do it!"
"I never said you did."
"oh, disregard that last comment then!"
Mom gave me the look. Uh oh. Think fast. I think coffee is the source of her power.
She smiled "I got you a present!"
"huh?"
My mom handed me a cell phone.
"oh."
I admit I really sounded too un-enthused, I had been begging for a cell phone for months. This was just too un-expected, there had to be a catch.
"Oh and by the way, Prof. Elm wanted to talk to you."
That was the catch. It had to be. It involved Pokemon. I don't like Pokemon, by nature, I'm very timid. I think there is a lot of misconception about this though. Misconception A: Pokemon Talk Daily comes on at the same time as ER. Everyday at that time I run up to my room to watch it. Everyone thinks I'm running up to watch Pokemon Talk Daily. Misconception B: I admit I occasionally watch Pokemon battles. This is usually because nothing else is on. Pokemon just annoy me! Sorry but they do! Our area is littered with Sentrets! (I looked them up in a book! Their name I mean) I hate the little guys, they attack our garbage cans at night and I have to pick it all up!
Mom wakes me from my trance. "You better hurry! It sounded urgent!"
I'll just walk slowly. Too bad Prof. Elm's lab is right by our house. Darn.
My morning started easily enough. Nothing to do today, just laze around the house and watch television. Nope. No big plans here. I went downstairs. Where my mom was sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper. OK, walk quickly and silently and she wont see you. Moms are weird, they sense fear in their children. I don't even know what I did wrong but she's been disturbingly on the edge lately. Yes! I made it to the kitchen unharmed. Lucky, moms attitude hasn't changed the food she buys. I grab a couple slices of cold pizza and a coke, my breakfast. (I'm such a health nut) I attempt to make it back past mom but the smell of cold tomato sauce, cheese, and pepperoni is too strong.
"Ashley?"
"I didn't do it!"
"I never said you did."
"oh, disregard that last comment then!"
Mom gave me the look. Uh oh. Think fast. I think coffee is the source of her power.
She smiled "I got you a present!"
"huh?"
My mom handed me a cell phone.
"oh."
I admit I really sounded too un-enthused, I had been begging for a cell phone for months. This was just too un-expected, there had to be a catch.
"Oh and by the way, Prof. Elm wanted to talk to you."
That was the catch. It had to be. It involved Pokemon. I don't like Pokemon, by nature, I'm very timid. I think there is a lot of misconception about this though. Misconception A: Pokemon Talk Daily comes on at the same time as ER. Everyday at that time I run up to my room to watch it. Everyone thinks I'm running up to watch Pokemon Talk Daily. Misconception B: I admit I occasionally watch Pokemon battles. This is usually because nothing else is on. Pokemon just annoy me! Sorry but they do! Our area is littered with Sentrets! (I looked them up in a book! Their name I mean) I hate the little guys, they attack our garbage cans at night and I have to pick it all up!
Mom wakes me from my trance. "You better hurry! It sounded urgent!"
I'll just walk slowly. Too bad Prof. Elm's lab is right by our house. Darn.