Some birthday this turned out to be. Lana grabbed the dishcloth and walked across the kitchen floor, her flip-flops sticking on the tiles where someone had spilt cola. Lana sighed. Her party had been a disaster. The kids threw food around, knocked the chairs over and drank her father’s beer. It wasn’t her fault, so why was she being punished? Mum had sent everyone home early and it wasn’t even dark yet.
It just wasn’t fair. Lana had so looked forward to turning twelve, but now she’d just be a laughing stock. Mum had even cancelled Lana’s appointment to have her hair cut. That was mean. Lana wiped her sweaty brow and looked at the clock. Her parent’s had gone to the cinema and wouldn’t be back for hours.
Lana turned on the fan and threw the cloth back in the sink. Some fun she was having on her special day. No way was she cleaning up tonight. It was way to hot. She’d teach her mother a lesson instead. Lana marched to the bathroom, grabbed the scissors and chopped off her long ponytail. Giggling, she grabbed her mother hair dye and dyed her blonde hair black. While waiting for the colour to change, she noticed stains on her white shorts and tank top. After pulling them off, she washed them. Oh, what had she done? Now she’d be in more trouble. She’d better cleanup after all.
A loud bang came from the direction of the lounge room. Lana froze.