"Honey!!" You hear your mom calling for you. *great.* you think as she continues. "Could you come down here?" Walking down the stairs, you see a pretty girl, your mom, and her friend standing in the living room. "Me and Diane are going out, will you keep Clara company?" She says, gesturing to the cute girl currently sitting on the couch and staring intently at her phone, blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You two be good, don't get too touchy with each other!" Diane calls out loudly as they leave, and Clara’s face turns an even darker shade of pink. "Sh-shut up mom!" She yells; Diane only laughs as she walks out the door in response.