It was a beautiful morning.
The birds were chirping,
dogs were barking in the
and Palmer Little was having a fit
infront of basically her whole family.
"But I NEED a present to take to
her slumber party!! Birthdays ARE for PRESENTS!!" She screamed
and cried at her mom as her grandma puts her hand in her face,
sighs, and drinks more of her coffee.
"Yes, but mommy nor daddy can't
really afford it right now, sweetie!" Palmer's mom reasoned, her
voice seeming exasperated ever since she woke up to Palmer in her
face that morning. "So I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure that Sarah
can deal with one less present this year". With that, the
argument was over, and they went on like it was a normal
"Presents!" Mrs. Wagner yelled in
the livingroom as a bunch of sweaty nine year-olds come in from
the backyard. The one running the fastest, though, was Sarah. Her
blonde curls bouned each time she took a step, her pink dress
swirled, and her bare feet would stick to the wood until she
finally stepped onto the carpet, and she landed right on the
middle of the couch.
"Mine first! Mine first!" A bunch
of the little girls squealed as Sarah picked the first large
present her eyes landed on.
Present by present, Sarah finished
opening the last present, and that's when her eyes landed on
"Where's your present, Palmer?"
Sarah asked, a small hiss appearing in her voice. Palmer had
sweat trickling down her forehead, and she was afraid to
"......Um....Sarah I wasn't able to
get you a present...." She got out of her mouth as she held back
her tears. Sarah's face got red and then screamed as loud as she
"MOMMY CALL MISSES LITTLE'S MOMMY
TO TAKE HER AWAY!!!!!!!!!!" Palmer couldn't take it. Sarah didn't
want to be her friend any more because she didn't give her one
lousy present. She let it all out. Palmer broke down into tears
and ran away into the nearest bathroom. She ripped off a piece of
toilet paper and wiped her eyes with it. Soon her mom would be
coming to get her and she could lay down with her all night and
cry and say mean things about Sarah. She now knew that Sarah
wasn't her friend anymore, nor will she ever be ever
I woke up. The sun gleamed through
my window. I glanced over at my clock, and I knew something wrong
The bus was coming to pick me up in
I scrambled out of my bed, and
quickly got into the shower. Of course, with my luck, the shower
I had to take was freezing. I ran out of the shower and grabbed
the first set of clothes I saw. I literally jumped into them,
brushed my teeth, and brushed my hair. I rain downstairs and took
a bite out of the Toaster Strudel that was waiting at the kitchen
table for me. I kissed my mom goodbye, then ran out the back door
and sped down to the bus stop. To my luck, the bus was turning
onto the corner of my street.I speed-walked over to my best
friend, Emily, and caught my breath.
"Almost miss the bus again,
Palmer"? Emily chuckled as she slapped me on the back. "You need
to quit going to sleep so late!" She laughed some more as I
reasoned with her.
"Hey! Don't blame me! I was hosting
a Twitcam 'till 1 a.m! Besides, I already know this is gonna be a
bad day", I huffed, as we all piled onto the bus.