Jackie sauntered into my room. She held her chin high. Her finger pointed at me, then pointed to the floor which meant I had to get off the bed. Moaning softly, I jumped off the bed in a somersault.
Don't get me wrong. I'm in the fencing, and martial arts club, and well I was once a cheerleader. But because the cheerleading skirt was too short and I had to scream and dance with the pom-poms, I left the club, declaring myself the mortal enemy of the cheerleading club girls. Unexpectedly, being a member of a cheerleader is quite embarrassing. Boys with no manners can see my panties as I jump up and my skirt rolls up. Eww. I don't want those perverted brains to see my panties.
"You were here raised to be a princess, Daphne. I won't take you to Luisa if your thugs still haven't gone away."
"Okay." I smiled hyperbolically. I tossed my hair in a ponytail, causing Jackie to take a deep breath.
"Don't blame me if I'm being tough on you. Your father himself told me to harden you. Because he said you are so stubborn."
I don't reply. Jackie massaged her temples as she caught her breath; looks like she got stressed just by facing me in a day.
"Okay, now you can organize your things, then head out. You should meet with your etiquette teacher."
Next, she turned around, making her long white coat flutter to the rhythm of her steps. I rolled my eyes as Jackie disappeared behind the door.