High School Hell Ch. 6Chapter Three
I hate apologizing.
Stupid birds had to make me take a ride home.
I walk in slowly and call out 'Tadaima' as I always do.
'There you are.' Itachi says, as he comes out of the kitchen holding a burger.
'I told you I was going to do my assignment.'
'Yes but you never said you'd be late.'
'I never gave you an exact time when I would be coming back.'
'You said you'd be back by two. Its four thirty.'
'Because she took two hours getting ready.' I scowl at him.
'Who she?' Itachi asks me, acting innocent.
'Oh you mean the cute pink head who you were going to leave out on the doorstep?'
I scowl at him again.
'You mean the fake I-got-my-hair-dyed bitch who deserved to not enter my house.'
That's not exactly true.
I don't know her that well, but I've seen her baby pictures (in my parents' albums. They're friends with her parents.) and I doubt anybody would die a baby's hair as soon as they are born.
In fact, I doubt it's even possible to do that