MPATB 15: THE MANIKIN

"What now? You want to go back to your little mansion and be scolded by Auntie and Uncle?" I asked. 

"I rather be scolded by Mom and Dad every morning and night, rather than be treated like a baby by your Mom and Dad every hour. Gosh, don't they have work to do but call me?"

"Duhhh! They are calling me, not you. Don't be too assuming!" I rolled my eyes. "Another thing: couldn't you let out a single emotion on your face? You're speaking words like you're so excited, angry, happy, whatever it is, but your voice and facial expressions are so plain and cold. Gosh, you're like a manikin."

But she just turned around and entered the house without saying a word to me. This damn girl, "Tarcella!!" I shouted. That made her immediately look back. There was still no emotion in her face, but I knew she was angry because I called her an ugly name. Hahaha!

"Tarcy, okay? Tarcy!?"

I immediately walked towards her, and Lesley followed me. "You're bored here, ri