grew up and moved out!“Manda, Panda motor pie,” he taunted her with the knick-name she hated.“Oh, go soak your head,” she snapped back.“Oh boo-hoo. I’m so sad that your mad,” Bobby laughed.Amanda left the breakfast table in a huff and stormed off to her room. At least thereshe could get away from him. It was time to get ready for school anyway. After she pulled on her jeans and sweatshirt, she brushed her hair and pulled it back into a clip thathad pink sparkling butterflies on it. She loved butterflies ever since she was a little girl.She would draw them and paint them and collect anything that had a picture of a butterflyon it. Amanda had a beautiful silver butterfly necklace that her mom and dad gave her for her eleventh birthday and she wore it all the time. She even had a little white jewelry boxwith pink butterflies on the cover. Bobby thought it was lame.“I like to pull the
off butterflies,” he would say to her, just to make her cry. Hedidn’t ever really
it. He just wanted to see her cry.Amanda put her books in her book bag and headed out for school.“Come on, Bobby. We’ll miss the bus,” she said as he dawdled putting on hissneakers.“There’s time,” he quipped.“Well, I’m leaving. You can miss it if you want to,” she said back.“Don’t leave without your brother,” she heard her mother call from the kitchen. Momalways heard
“Well, hurry up then,” Amanda said to him. Bobby purposely moved slower andslower and Amanda’s face got redder and redder as she got madder and madder.