When I got home, I ran to my room. Of course, I knew my mom was going to follow me, but I'm not stupid. I locked my door. Outside, I heard her asking my if I was okay, what was wrong, etc. Then I remembered she had a key to my room(apparently, she did, too).
A click and a twist was all that I heard before she came barreling in.
"Now, Scarlette, you can tell me whats wrong. Don't hold back. I want to know everything. What happened?" As she said that, I blew.
"I have nothing to say! If you want to know what the problem is, why don't you go talk to Cree, the smoker!!!!! It's HER fault!!!!!"
My mom went pale white, and left the room.
Later, I went down stairs, and found her crying.
"Mom- are you okay?" I asked with uncertanty. "I didn't mean to upset you..."
"I can't believe her. She used to be so sweet, so kind... I don't know what happened..." Of course, mom was in denile. Muttering to herself, she sounded a tad crazy.
"I'm going to Cree's house to talk to her." I walk out before she can say a word.