"Going somewhere baby?" My mom asks, raising her head from the drawer she buried it in to look at me.
"Yes, I told you that I'm going to see Mae." It is a Saturday and the rest of my friends are on their crazy family trip to the woods that they are all so secretive about, they have some weird family cultures.
"Oh yeah." She hums, going back to searching for whatever she was searching for. "How long will you spend there?"
"Just a couple hours, I already texted her and she's expecting me." I say importantly, brushing non-existent dirt off my shorts.
My mom just raises her head again to give me a bewildered look. "She just lives across the street." She deadpans. "You can literally see her through your bedroom window, you miss your friends don't you?" She clucks sympathetically.
I try to glare at her but quickly dip my head when a flush start painting my cheeks. "I don't." I pout in a muffled voice.
