Summer: Day Four / Part II

Okay, have you ever been to one of those parties where crazy stuff keeps happening? Yes? Awesome. So, you'll know what I'm talking about. No? Uhm, okay. Just use your imagination and I guess we'll be fine.

For starters, when we had gotten to Melinda's house, she decided she wanted to do Dani's hair. Dani protested because Melinda likes to do girlie styles, which tomboyish Dani hates. She kept protesting until Melinda tackled her down. Although she is very short and skinny, which makes her seem she'll be easy to pick up and throw, she body slammed her like how she body slams her opponents in Wrestling Tournaments; didn't expect that, huh? Yeah, she's kind of a kickass in that sense; unless it came to Arielle and I. We're kind of the only ones she won't body slam.

Anyway, Melinda had curled Dani's long, thick raven tresses up to the point that it seems like it only goes past her shoulders, giving her a messed up afro of sorts. Dani was grouchy and whiny for the rest of the day, while giving glares to Melinda; she just straight ironed her hair and clipped on her three hundred dollars extensions. Come to think of it now, she was always jealous of Dani's long thick hair; kind of a shocker that she damaged it, huh?

When we got back to Waipahu, where the Pizzeria is, and the party started, all hell went loose. First, Mellie's mom was screaming out in fluent Turkish, which was actually really weird because it came out more like gibberish, and she was telling off some of the workers because they didn't have the tables set up for the party. At first, Ivy, Dani, and I didn't mind all the yelling, since you know, we were kind of used to "Auntie" yelling.

We're not really related to her, but since we're all close, we call each other's parents "Auntie and Uncle." But it's pretty funny, since we oddly do kind of resemble each other in a way… Maybe we are related and we just don't know it.

Now, by the time the tables were set up, the rest of their family came and sat down. At first because the place was so, so full, the three of us had to sit in a booth with one of Mellie's cousins. When Ivy had to get something in the car, Dani and I were playing around on Temple Run on my iTouch, when we heard Mellie's Aunt yelling at her. Boy, we knew Mellie and her mother were loud, but her Aunt put an Opera singer to shame. After some incoherent words, we heard the sound of a Smack! It took us maybe about a minute for us to realize that Mellie's Aunt just slapped her.

Honestly, to this day, Dani is still pretty shocked that happened but I accepted it. Maybe their family is just like that; heck, mine is.

When Ivy came back, Dani told her what happened and Ivy frowned. She wasn't too happy that happened. After that, another weird thing happened, Mellie's hair extension got stuck to one of the chairs at the table we sat after the booth. Her boyfriend, Ryan, tried to help her get it out, but instead of just unclipping the clip of her extensions, he tugged on the end and it ended up with not only her extension clip and hair ripping and coming off, but it tugged out some of her real hair. Wow, that's gotta hurt!

Thank goodness the rest of the party wasn't as eventful; who knew so much can happen in only five hours? I sure didn't. When I got home, I noticed that the rest of my family went out for the day, thinking I wouldn't be home. That was kind of a relief, considering all the stuff that had happened. Although the party was dramatic, it actually helped to relieve the stress of what was going on. From Senior starting soon, to my Dad, to Mason… It was almost like a blessing to have such an exciting party; it was a distraction.

It was no secret that my mom and grandparents wouldn't be coming home until later tonight, so I was bored out of my mind. When I'm bored, I usually go on the computer, and that is what I did. Bad, huh? Usually I would be writing fanfics for the site I use, but this time I found myself looking up chat rooms. I was pretty scared, since it would be my first chat room that a friend didn't bring me to. It was called "MakeChat."

The site itself was very… well, ugly. The color scheme was gray, hot pink, and grass green. When I got on, I got irritated right away because apparently, some person with the name Xena was fighting with a troll taking her name. I rolled my eyes and closed the computer. Is that what really happens on a chat? Pfft. In that case, count me out.

The last thing that I thought was: There was no way in hell, am I going back on that thing.