Ashlyn threw the keys On the counter, and my mom walked in with a bright smile on her face.
"Hey girls! Did you guys have fun?" Ashlyn nodded, returning the smile, and sitting on the stool. I walked around to the fridge. That's when I heard my mom gasp from behind me.
I groaned internally, running my hands over my face before turning around.
"What mother?" I asked, with a dead pan look on my face, because I already knew the answer.
"Emmalee Sara Richardson! What do you have on?" This time I groaned loudly. Then smiled as I came up with a sarcastic comeback.
"Hmmm," I said, pretending to think. "Let's see here," I looked down at myself. "I think it's a strapless dress, but since you're asking I'm not really sure anymore." She looked at me BUG EYED, and I heard Ashlyn laugh and fall off
