You had just gotten suspended from school for spewing milk into a really annoying girl’s hair. Now, you were so anxious getting in the back seat of your car. Your mom was in the passenger seat, just looking down and pinching her nose with dismay.

Your father though, Kyle, was livid in the driver's seat. He pulled down his shades and stared daggers at you.

“That ass is getting a WHOOPING when we fuckin’ get home.” He growled.

Your mom looked at your dad, shaking her head.

“Mama, can you say something? …” You mumbled.

“Alright honey, I’m just a little disappointed but just don't do it again.” Your mom looked out the window.