Since the girls and I couldn’t figure out what to do, we just decided to hang at my place. I walked through the giant brass doors of my house.
“MOM! WERE HOME!”
She probably didn’t hear because she was in another wing of the house.
All the girls followed me up 2 flights of stairs, around hallway after hallway, the to a very slim stairway. We ended up in the library. All the girls giggled. I used one of the bookshelfes as a door to get to my room.
The girls had gotton used to the fact that I had one 500 billion dollars, 5 years ago. They had gotton used to the fact that my house was one of the biggest in america.
We stepped into my room. I loved my room. I had a queen theme. I had pink and orange crowns accenting my white walls. My huge heart shaped bed was covered with a gigantic pink, fluffy comfoter with an orray of pillows. I had a monsterous plasma tv, and lots of furniture spread out though my room. I walked over to my mac computer and started blasting music. Everyone laughed and started dancing.