Spoiled child.
A To-Do List for Miss Seraphim "Sari" AnnaBelle Mitchell
-on this, the night before her sixteenth birthday-
1. Convince Daddy that letting me go on the Caribbean Cruise with my bestest girlfriends over Spring Break is a good idea. After all, how would he explain my absence to their fathers? Would he tell them he didn't have the money, or that he didn't trust his only precious child in the company of THEIR daughters? I think not.
2. Explain to Momma that owning 22 pairs of Prada shoes with matching purses should never prohibit me from owning more. I mean, good GLORY...just think of all of the outfits I'll be getting from my friends tomorrow at my party. How can she expect me to just use the shoes and purses I have to match them?!
3. Whisper the notion into Hank's ear that just because we're not going steady doesn't mean he can't give me jewelry. Heavens to betsy...a girl has to have diamond earrings for every day of the week, right? And I just couldn't live if I didn't have my sparklies. What's his Daddy's paycheck for if it isn't for pleasing lil' ol' me?
4. Sweet-talk Mr. Brenner into letting me write a make-up report rather than taking the test next week. The usual bribing with brownies and his favorite coffee is seeming to wear off. I'll need to change my tactics. I wonder if I could seduce him, make him kiss me, and then blackmail him into changing my grade? ...Oh rotten peaches. I can't be that evil.
5. Wear all of the outfits my friends get me tomorrow once, return them, and then buy new ones (with them coming on the shopping trip of course). I'll need to be extra-doodly careful with those garments. Or make Miss Jessie take them to the drycleaners. Accidents do happen, especially at those parties on the West Side.
That'll do for now. I may add more later. But I'm already late for my all-day spa appointment to prepare for my party. Daddy sprang for it. Lana is probably downstairs waiting for me as I write this. I wonder if he added the seaweed wrap? I'll check on my way out. Ta for now, checklist of mine.
-on this, the night before her sixteenth birthday-
1. Convince Daddy that letting me go on the Caribbean Cruise with my bestest girlfriends over Spring Break is a good idea. After all, how would he explain my absence to their fathers? Would he tell them he didn't have the money, or that he didn't trust his only precious child in the company of THEIR daughters? I think not.
2. Explain to Momma that owning 22 pairs of Prada shoes with matching purses should never prohibit me from owning more. I mean, good GLORY...just think of all of the outfits I'll be getting from my friends tomorrow at my party. How can she expect me to just use the shoes and purses I have to match them?!
3. Whisper the notion into Hank's ear that just because we're not going steady doesn't mean he can't give me jewelry. Heavens to betsy...a girl has to have diamond earrings for every day of the week, right? And I just couldn't live if I didn't have my sparklies. What's his Daddy's paycheck for if it isn't for pleasing lil' ol' me?
4. Sweet-talk Mr. Brenner into letting me write a make-up report rather than taking the test next week. The usual bribing with brownies and his favorite coffee is seeming to wear off. I'll need to change my tactics. I wonder if I could seduce him, make him kiss me, and then blackmail him into changing my grade? ...Oh rotten peaches. I can't be that evil.
5. Wear all of the outfits my friends get me tomorrow once, return them, and then buy new ones (with them coming on the shopping trip of course). I'll need to be extra-doodly careful with those garments. Or make Miss Jessie take them to the drycleaners. Accidents do happen, especially at those parties on the West Side.
That'll do for now. I may add more later. But I'm already late for my all-day spa appointment to prepare for my party. Daddy sprang for it. Lana is probably downstairs waiting for me as I write this. I wonder if he added the seaweed wrap? I'll check on my way out. Ta for now, checklist of mine.
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