"Why does she always overreact to everything?" Bailey wondered.
Of course, he would die if Bailey didn't give him proper treatment soon, but she had to somehow force her mother out of the house.
"I can take care of him, mom." She tried to convince her mother.
"But, he's so..." Mrs. Closure began. She didn't get to finish, because Bailey grabbed the back of her dress and dragged her out of the house.
If there was another thing that surprised many people about Bailey, she was a bit more physically strong than most other girls her age.
But most other girls her age were already Pokémon Trainers. Bailey, in her mind, was amazed how she had been able to avoid getting her Pokémon Trainer License for the past two years.
"And it will be three years come tomorrow!" Bailey thought triumphantly. She had gotten her mother to the front door by this time. She threw her mother outside the front door.
"Now you get some fresh air, gosh darnit!" she yelled. Bailey then slammed the door and locked it.
"MY NOSE!" her mother screamed loudly from outside.
