R&R
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3 months later
Amy quickly slipped her red tie over her head and tightened it underneath the collar of her white blouse. She patted down her pleated plaid skirt and slipped her black flats over her knee length white stockings. She grabbed her bag off her bed and went downstairs. She shrugged the blue jean jacket on and called out to her parents.
"Mom, dad, I'm heading out!"
"Mom went to work early, but dad's here, sweets," her father called back from the kitchen. Her heart pounded. Her mom should be here, she hadn't been alone with her father for the past three months. She walked out to the kitchen and decided to try and act natural.
"Well, sours, I have to go to school," she said, forcing a smile at her father's back. He was doing the dishes. "I'll see ya after school?"
"Yep," he nodded and then turned to her, drying off his hands.
"See ya around, Will," she said with a deep southern accent.
"See ya around, Amy Lynne Reid," he mocked her. She then turned to leave.