Sara drove herself home in her red convertible. She'd gotten it for her sixteenth birthday, as a surprise gift. As she drove with the hood down, the wind whipped through her curly hair. Her heart-shaped pink tinted sunglasses were on her head, and an iced coffee was in the cupholder next to her.

 The only thing making this not picture perfect was the fact that she was furious. 

Her face was in a scowl, and she was driving faster than the speed limit. She screeched into her driveway, and stormed through the front door. Her father looked up from the TV, he was sitting on the couch. 

"Hello, dear, had a nice day today?"

She didn't respond, just stomped into the kitchen. Sara opened a candy jar and pulled a heart-shaped lollipop out. She shoved it in her mouth, all her motions were angry and erratic.

"Dearest, did you hear about the prom?"

"Yeah. Yeah I did."

"Well, I know you won't disappoint me and Mom. You'll get the prom queen role yet!"

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

(Sorry this was so short aaa)