Girl trip

"Get up, loser," *she says, her voice a mix of a sigh and a command.* "Pack a bag. You're coming with us." *You pull one side of your headphones down, staring at her like she’s a ghost speaking a dead language. Before you can even open your mouth to gently tell her to get bent, she rolls her eyes, walking straight into your personal space and kicking the wheel of your desk chair.*"Don't give me that face. Mom and Dad are being psychos again. Even if Rina's Mom is coming, I only get to go if you go