Читать книгу ‘Stop in the name of pants!’ - Louise Rennison - Страница 53
In my bedroom 8:45 p.m.
ОглавлениеI can hear Mum and Dad arguing downstairs because he hasnât taken the rubbish out. And never does. On and on.
I will never behave like this when I am married. Mind you, I will not be marrying a loon in tight trousers who thinks Rolf Harris is a really good artist.
Who will I be marrying at this rate? I havenât been out of my room for years and the phone hasnât rung since it was invented.
Why is no one phoning me? Not even the Ace Gang. Iâve been home for hours and hours. Donât they care?
The trouble with today is that everyone is so obsessed with themselves. They just have no time for me.
