I went upstairs and frustration glowed in my face. I checked my face at the mirror and arranged my wavy blonde hair. "Vanessa.," my mother called.I ignored her calls.Someone (Alfred or my mom) knocked the door. "Vanessa.," Alfred shouted knocking the door continously. "F**k off!," I shouted."Aren't you hungry?," he asked."No.," I answered in an angered tone.I slept for few hours after enduring the terror of Chemistry and the melodrama of my seriously dramatic mother.I sprang up immediately as my phone continuously rang for five times, it was from unknown number."Hello, who is this?," I questioned."Edward Smith, your Chemistry tuition teacher.""Oh sir, hello.," I sounded sugar coated."Tommorow, I may not be available at 10. So, I will take
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