"Mum! Did you see my boa? I'm going for a shoot and I can't find it!" Amber yelled in frustration as she kept tossing stuff around.

" Which one honey? " Her mother replied back from the Kitchen where she was preparing breakfast of toast, pancakes and bacon.

"I don't know! Any boa at all"

"I sent some stuff to the Laundry yesterday. It'll be here any minute. See if your stuff is there"

Amber hurried down the stairs as her chest heaved in anger. She only had 10 minutes before her shoot gets cancelled and here her mum was talking about some darn drycleaner? Seriously?

"You. Don't. Touch. My. Stuff" Amber said emphasizing one word at a time as she pointed at her mother's face.

"That's rude young lady. Get out of my face. I have work to do"

Her mum shoved her and moved forward to remove the dishes from the dishwasher.

"Ever since Mary took a leave because of her mother's illness, work hasn't been easy for me. I pray she comes home soon" Her mum whined as she set the table.

Amber sat on her favorite chair folding her arms and sulking,

"You never listen to me, do you? I warned you not to release that peasant girl but no! I'm always the cruel one. Don't expect me to help you! Now I've missed my shoot and I have to go that stupid school."

" Well I don't need your help. You're going to College in a few months so it won't matter to me"

" Me? College? Who's gonna force me? You? " Amber replied sneering.

Amber's mum was about to reply when...

" Oh hey my princess is awake so early"

"Hey good morning Daddy" Amber greeted with a hug.

" Good morning Princess, did you sleep well?"

"As usual,like a newborn baby"

"I'm sure you did. What's for breakfast Stella?"

" Uh.. Pancakes,bacon and toast. I made coffee for you and milkshake for your little princess"

" You're sure that concoction you made won't get me fat?" Amber asked.

"No matter how much my Princess eats, she won't ever get fat. That's how beautiful she is"

" Aww daddy. I love you! "

" Well, you tell your princess that if she doesn't go to school, she'll just be a big-time douchebag" Stella said taking her seat.

" Dad, you wife just called me names"

" Well why not? What grown kid who has everything she could ever wish for refuses to go to school and rather ventures into modeling? Seriously?"

" Some models are richer than your tiny little brain can imagine" Amber retorted.

" We'll see who's calling my brain little. You have no brains at all!" Stella said banging her fists on the table causing everyone to jerk up.

"Hold on, calm down people. It hasn't gotten to this. Princess I'll see you when I get home and Stella we have to discuss about the manner you talk to our daughter" George said pushing his chair backwards and putting on his jacket.

" Me? Have you heard the way she talks to me?" Stella whined like a child.

" Can you even see what's she's putting on to school? This dress leaves little to the imagination! "

" It's her body. She can do what she wants. Quit being an overzealous mother! " George commented.

"Uh.. I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something here?" A voice could be heard at the door.

" How long have you been there?" Stella questioned

"A couple of minutes but I promise I didn't hear anything. Or maybe just a little"

" You know Henrietta, there's something called knocking. You know like, rapping on the door before spying into people's houses like a theif? "

" Mum! Don't talk to my friend like that. Come on Etta, let's leave this pained woman here" Amber said taking Henrietta's hand as they walked towards her car.

"Did you see how she just insulted me in front of her friend. She called me a pained woman. I'm telling you, you're giving this girl way too much freedom for her own good"

" For goodness sake Stella. Everything is always about you. Didn't you insult her friend first? "

" Yeah because she was wrong for snooping around"

" There's a way and manner to handle things. Please leave that girl alone and stop picking on her constantly" George said as he walked towards his car with Stella yelling behind him.

"I'm picking on her? I'm picking on her? Are you being serious? Come back here and answer me George! She's my daughter too. I gave birth to her. I'm trying to secure her future"

Her voice was repeatedly hushed by the George's honking which he did on purpose to prevent her from talking.

This was the typical Justin family. Every darn morning!