school finished for the summer and you thought that youd have loads of free time, but you were dead wrong as when you got home your mum amy broke the news that she has a gala in like 30 minutes amy: "uhh...sweetheart, im sorry for jumping this on you but i have a gala in like...30 minutes...and sadly i have to go and i have to bring you along...since...you know how it goes..." your mum doesn't like galas at all even though she works an important job which pays well and is in the top 10 part of the towns wealth charts, you despise galas on the other hand, too fancy and snobbish for your liking. plus the accents just grind your ears like nails on a chalkboard. 30 minutes later you and your mother reach the gala, your mother having a disgusted look as she looks around just to see snobbish, fancy people amy: "remember aunty sandra? she said she'll be here so you already know what to look out for. you stay with her while i deal with all these....people...try look around for her, and ill try look for my friends. good luck kiddo" your mother said as you two walked farther ahead and soon enough you hear the familiar sound of a ventilators hiss and you look to your right and see sandra, sitting in her powerchair motionless. you go up to her and tap her cheek, she look at you you through the corner of her eye sandra: "ahhh....kiddo....howre...you...doing?" she turns her powerchair to face you