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Chapter 4
3 days later: Friday
I walked out my room into the kitchen for breakfast. I automatically knew something was wrong. You could practically feel it in the air. I heard something or someone moved in the kitchen. I walked slowly over to the doorway and looked inside. Brenda, Carly, and Nicole were sitting at the table painting their nails.
"About time you got here," Carly sneered at me from where she was sitting. Brenda, and Nicole stopped and looked at me. I felt like a trapped deer, and those three were the mama lion and her cubs.
"What's going on," I asked cautiously.
"Girls, let me talk to Rena, alone, please," Brenda asked too sweetly for my liking. The girls whined and stomped out the door, but I knew they were behind the wall secretly listening.
Brenda then turned on me and smiled. "Now, darling girl, I heard from a little birdy that you were planning to go to the formal tonight. But, you see, I have a very important task for you to do. We are going to have a little garage sale tomorrow and we need someone to get all that old junk out of the basement, and organize it into piles. We need it done by tomorrow morning. Think you can do that? I know you can."
"Wait, you want me to clean out the basement by tomorrow morning? By myself? There's no way I can do that!"
"Oh, dear. Then, you'll just have to miss the formal to get it done. How sad," She mock pouted.
She pushed me out the door; past Carly and Nicole who jumped at the sudden movement. Brenda continued to push me until we got to the entrance of the basement, and pulled me by the wrist down the stairs. We both stand there-her smugly and me with my mouth agape-looking at the thousand of boxes that were filled with junk. I could hear my step sisters snickering above me on the steps.
Brenda looks over at the two, then at me. "Well, have fun! You can start after school. Oh, and don't worry about the dance. You won't be able to go. Carly and Nicole will then dance with Lucas and get his attention." She promptly turned on her heels and left. Carly and Nicole's footsteps trailed after her.
I stood there staring helplessly at the boxes. Dreams of going to the formal and dong something fun for once burst and blew up in my head. Well, I better head to school and tell Jayne the bad news. Great. Just great. Could this day get any worse?
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"No! She can't really be making you do this?" Jayne yelled. Brandon and Lucas standing with her eyes wide.
"She is," I turned to Lucas, "I'm sorry, Lucas. But, I can't go against her. She is my step mom." My eyes pleading with him to understand. He shook his head somewhat sadly.
"Don't worry. The dance isn't a big deal anyways," he paused, "Hey! I just thought of something. What if we help you with cleaning?" I was suddenly filled with hope and excitment.
"Dude, that can't work. You already promised practically the whole school-and your dad-that you would go" Brandon said. Oh, well there goes that idea. I can't let him just break his promise to the school. And I don't want to get on his dad's bad side.
"And if Rena isn't going then I'm not as well. I'm going to help her," Jayne proclaimed. Aw, that's sweet of her. But, I can't let my problem ruin her night. I know Brandon was really wanting for her to go. And by the look on his face, he's really upset. I turned to her.
"Janye, I can't let you do this. It's my prob-" she cut me off.
"Nope. I told you I'm not going to stand by and let my best friend clean up that damn mess by herself," she said. If there's one thing I know about Jayne, it's that she's not going to budge once she's made up her mind.
"Ok, Ok. Thanks. " The bell rang signaling for us to go class. We all said goodbye and walked in opposite directions.
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Sorry It's so short. I was out of ideas for this chapeter. But I have more for later.