Solana
Distracted from their earlier conversations, they looked, studying my figure and clothes. A few of them murmured in the background. Samantha lifted her head from her phone, said "Amelia why didn't you text us, that you were here? I thought..." "Ahem... I mean we thought that you would be coming in a bit later!"
"Yeah" the girls chirped in.
"Uh.." I didn't know what to say, of course I got thier messages, I normally don't bother to check them since all they talk about is dumb stuff, like boys, extravagant clothes and celebrity gossip. And lately the talk was centered around the word. 'Prom'. What is so great about it? It is just a dance?
"Hi" I shy waved my hand, while thinking how to lie out of this, I said "Sorry about that, my Dad confiscated my phone."
"Really?" Kelly said. "Yeah" gave a small nod.
Samantha exclaimed "Oh man, your Dad is such a drag... how could he do that?"
One of the girls "Yeah, why does he do that? School is over!"
