"Rebecca Calloway! What were you thinking!" Roc spat this comment at her in pure frustration. He just couldn't understand his daughter anymore.
"Dad, I just, I just lost track of time. And I thought Secret Service would tell me when it was time to go." She couldn't even look at her parents. She knew how disappointed both were, and she wanted to avoid their stony glares.
"I hope you had a great time last night Becca, because that'll be all the fun you're going to have to cherish for a long time." Mac spoke up in an authoritative tone.
Becca's eyes watered in anger. She was finally happy and her parents were taking that away from her. "How dare they," she thought as she stepped out of the motorcade and began walking into her school.
A/n: I've come to realize its easier for me to write shorter chapters, so I'm gonna stick to that.