-Lily's POV-

"I'm so sorry about your skirt," Cody apologized lamely.

I gasped, and looked down at my skirt. It was an original! From Paris! It was this gorgeous shade of light pink (and it looked AWESOME with my uber white legs) and when it caught light, it shimmered slightly. The design was perfect for me, too: it was ruffles, four big ruffles all the way around and it ended about 6 inches above my knee.

Now, it was all torn up. The bottom ruffle was hanging off to the side and the WHOLE skirt was covered in grass and dirt stains. It couldn't be saved.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS! OH MY GOD!" I screamed right in Cody's face.

"I'm sorry! I'm so so so sorry!" He really did look sorry.

"Fine!" I snapped. "But YOU have to go get me another one." I smirked when his mouth popped open.

"Oh, come on!" he complained.

Or would you rather have me tell Mom and Dad about your dirty little secret?

Cody's eyes widened in shock, then narrowed. You wouldn't.

Oh yes I would.

We glared at each other for a few minutes, my eyes flickering towards Mom and Dad now and then. They were still there, watching us wearily, hoping we wouldn't change in the front yard.

Cody sighed loudly, breaking the silence. "Fine!" he yelled. "I'll leave for Paris Sunday morning."

"No," Mom said calmly. "You will leave tomorrow morning. I will not have you missing any school, Cody."

"Ugh. Fine," he muttered, walking inside. "I'll go make the arrangements."

I smirked, then skipped my way inside the house. Cody, on the other hand, stomped his way up-stairs, and promptly slammed his door. Now frowning, I looked back down at my ripped-up skirt. I guess I'd better go change, I thought to myself.

Again, I skipped, this time straight up-stairs to my room. As I passed Cody's room, I caught bits and pieces of his mumbled rant. "…such a princess…can't believe this!...go all the way…leave my Katie…"

Whoa! "My Katie"? OMG! I'm sooooo happy for my big bro! Yay! But now I felt kind of bad for making him go to Paris. Oh well! Ya know what they say; absence makes the heart grow fonder!

I went into my room and walked straight to the huge double doors that held my closet. I walked right to the back dresser and pulled out a pair of Old Navy slacks. I pulled them on, then walked to the rack that held my comfy shirts.

After picking out a hot pink, Faded Glory V-neck, I ran down stairs, plopped myself onto the couch, and started watching my fav. show: The Secret Life of the American Teenager.