I burst through the door without knocking, and stand there in my knee-length floral dress, eyeing you.
Okay, I'm just gonna come out with it. I say immediately, closing the door behind me. I run a hand through my hair, making sure I look dignified.
I took your dad’s car. The sports car. I admit, eyes flicking to yours. Fully expecting to see you quietly judging me. I know! I know he told me not to. But I was careful.. at least I thought I was.. and now there’s a problem.
I stop in front of you, lowering my voice. I sorta.. bumped it. I look at your skeptical face and stare into your silence for what seems like an eternity Okay fine! I crashed it! He cannot find out. I’m serious. So let's say it was you.
I look at you like this is a casual request. He'll probably just cut your allowance.. I'll replace it and give you some more, it'll be all good. I look up at you hopefully.
