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| Chapter Two- Home, Sweet Home Mercedes tried to shut the door as quietly as she could, but it wasn�t silent enough. �Mercedes Ann Robson!� her mom, Robyn Robson scolded, coming over to her. �Where have you been?� �Dancing,� Mercedes answered. �Sorry I�m late. I guess I lost track of time.� �I guess so,� Robyn said, shaking her head. �I swear, between you and your brother, you two would live in a dance studio if you could.� �Not a bad idea,� Mercedes smirked. She followed her mom into the kitchen. �Daddy home?� �No,� Robyn said, with a frown. Mercedes� father had been coming home from work late for the last couple of months. It ussaully caused arguementsbetween her parents. Her mom pulled a plate out of the fridge and put it in the microwave. �I saved you a plate.� �OK, thanks,� Mercedes saidm as the front door slammed shut. Her mom immediatly rushed out there. Mercedes could soon hear the argueing of her two parents. Soon as her dinner deined, Mercedes took it and went upstairs to her room, groaning at the thought of all the homework that awaited her. She had tons of tests the next week to study for, as the closing of the school year came up. Once in her room, Mercedes placed her food on her desk. She immediatly kicked her shoes off. She went over and took her back pack that layed on her bed, taking her history book out, to study while she ate. |
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