"Breeanna Lilith Harrison! You are not leaving this house until the dishes are finished!" Her mother scolded. Bree let out a high pitched groan.
"But Moooommm! Addy is waiting for me!" She whined. Mrs. Harrison snorted.
"You've gone out everyday this week and we've been picking up on your slack around the house!" She yells.
"It's Homecoming Week, Mom! Of course I've been busy!" Bree argues.
"I don't care, Young Lady!" Her mother says with an air of finality. "Either you get those dishes done, or you're not leaving. End of story."
And then, she just leaves her daughter to make up her mind of what she's going to do. Bree groans in aggregation, again, and pulls out her phone begrudgingly, dialing her bestie who had said she was almost there.
"Hey Bree! I'm just about to turn on your driveway!" Addison answered happily.
"I'm sorry Addy. You'll have to go to the Homecoming Committee meeting without me today." She moped walking rebelliously into the kitchen.
"Wait, what? Why Bree? We're supposed to go together!" Addison asked in complete confusion. Bree sighed dramatically.
"My Mom has chores for me to do before I can go anywhere. There's no way I'll have to done in time." She explained depressingly. "Just go on without me! My mother is MURDERING MY SOCIAL LIFE!" She yelled louder towards the stairs where her mom had retreated.
Addison giggled on the other end before a knock came to the door.
"I'm guessing that's you at the door?" Bree asked already making her way to open it for her bestie.
"Mhm!" Addison hummed in acknowledgement on the line before they both disconnected. Bree turned the knob and revealed the white haired cheerleader smiling at her.
"Hello!" Addison greeted. Bree couldn't help but laugh.
"I can't leave though Addy. I'm sorry you had to come all this way." She apologized. Addison skipped through the entryway and hugged her friend.
"How could I just leave you behind?" Addison questioned in disbelief. "I'll just stay and help you!" She insisted cheerfully, skipping around her pastel pink clad friend. Bree followed her into the kitchen with a hopeful expression.
"You'd miss the meeting? For me?" She asked, nearly in tears for dramatics. Addison laughed.
"We won't miss it! I'll video chat Bucky and we can sit in once your chores are done! Win-win for everyone!" She elaborated happily.
"Oh my god Addy! You're the best!" She exclaimed, giving her another tight hug.
"I hear that a lot." Addison shrugged. "Mostly from my cute zombie boyfriend." Bree rolled her eyes.
"Yeah yeah, you and Zed are insanely adorable! Now let's get these dishes done so we can call in time for the meeting!" She suggested, grabbing two pairs of rubber gloves.
They put them on, the elastic snapping in protest of being stretched. "You really don't like dishes do you?" Addison laughed with a quirked brow.
"I loathe the dishes! But I love soap! So I kinda evens itself out!" Bree explains, like she has a million times, as she squirts a heaping amount of dish soap onto a sponge.
"More suds!" Addison exclaimed with her fist thrown in the air like when they cheer.
The two girls were giggling and chatting while they worked and, before they knew it, the task was complete. And with plenty of time to call Bucky and listen in on the Homecoming meeting.
Addison was right. It was a win-win for everyone.