Chapter 7Mature

I stayed at Makenzi’s after school. Her mom was starring at her, arms crossed, as we walked through the door.

“Molly darling, Can I have a minute with my daughter please?” She asked kindly. That’s the thing I loved about Makenzi’s mom she was always nice to everyone.

I walked out of the room, and upstairs to Makenzi’s bedroom. Her bedroom was designed the same as mine. There were four purple walls, supported by a black ceiling and dark wood floor. She had a black futon in a corner in her room under a shelf for her alarm clock and ipod speakers. On the opposite side of her room was a black leather couch and a 32” flat screen television mounted on the wall. By her tv on one side was a door to her bathroom and the other side was a door to her closet which was the same size as her bedroom.

I admired this until Makenzi walked into the room.

“So what’s the verdict.” I smiled.

“No punishment.” She smiled back turning on the TV and plopping on the couch. I sat next to her as 10 Things I hate about you played. We talked about Patrick’s amazing face, and Bianca’s stupidity. When it was over we turned to VH1’s top 20 music video countdown. We listened and discussed our opinions on the songs. When it got to number 11, I heard a familiar guitar solo. I read the name in the corner. It said:

Molly’s smile

Spencer Hitch

Killfish Records

2010

When I come home Molly smiles with the dawn, and she radiates the glow around her halo. When she plays, Molly smiles. On a summer day, Molly smiles. A new day, Molly smiles. Daddy's little girl ties a ribbon around my heart. Daddy's little child waves goodbye to the ocean tide that sweeps me. Though we're apart, she's a part of me. Molly smiles with the dawn. Molly smiles and she radiates the glow around her halo. When she plays, Molly smiles. On a summer day, Molly smiles. A new day, Molly smiles. When I come home, Molly smiles with the dawn. Molly smiles and she radiates the glow around her halo. When she plays, Molly smiles. On a summer day, Molly smiles. A new day, Molly smiles. When the days have gone grey, Nothing's wrong when Molly smiles.♫

I smiled as the song came to an end. The TV then flashed to an interview of my father and the host of the countdown.

“So Mr. Hitch, “ The host started the interview. “What was your inspiration for Molly smiles?

“My beautiful daughter Molly. How when ever I come to visit her she greets me with a huge smile on her face.” He answered.

“You stated in an interview with Poptrend magazine that your daughter is a dancer, do you plan to have her tour with you.”

“I would love to have Molly on tour with me, but she is still in school, and I don’t want to take her out of it.”

“Why don’t we give Ms. Molly a call, and see what she has to say about your song?” He smiled at the camera.

“I’d love to” He said pulling out his Blackberry. He pressed speed dial number one, and waited for me to pick up. In a second my phone started ringing.

“Dude pick up!” Makenzi yelled. I answered and said on live TV. “Hi daddy.”

“Hello Molly, your on Vh1’s top 20 countdown.” I pretended to be shocked.

“So Molly what do you think of your father’s song, Molly smiles, moving up two number 11?” The host asked.

“I’m very proud of his accomplishments, and know he’s going to go far.”

I heard the host say well thanks for your time as my father clicked off the phone. My dad smiled into the TV, “I love you princess.”

I whispered, “Love you too dad.”

The End

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