2. Getting Permission
I pulled up to my small one story house that me and my dad shared. I turned off the ignition and say in the car for a while trying to think of what I was gonna say. After about ten to fifteen minuets of thinking I got out of the car and locked it. I walked into the house and laid my bag down on the couch as I heard a voice come from the kitchen, "Karma is that you?" I heard my dad call
"Nope it's a burglar." I replied
"Haha very funny. Come in here I was just making dinner."
I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab a Pepsi. I looked at what my dad was making and saw that it was some pasta, he has never been much of a cook.
"Hey I have something I need to talk to you about..."
"Ok what is it?"
"So the whole class is taking a big trip to Australia and I really wanted it go it is only $200 and I will help pay some of the expenses please daddy."
We sat in silence for a few minuets as he thought "one I guess you can go on one condition. You have to call me at least once a week so I know you are safe."
"Okay okay thank you your the best I gotta go text Emma."
I ran down the hall into my room and grabbed my phone and laid on my bed and began to text Emma.
Me: OMG HE SAID COULD GO
Emma: SERIOUSLY OMG IM SO EXCITED ILL TALK TO YOU TOMORROW
Me: ok ttyl