wc 156 overreaction

overreaction (<play me)

I hate him!

Honey, what’s wrong? Not going to the dance?

That stupid boy Wolfgang. I hate him, and I hate it here! I want to go back to California. I’m 17, and you’ve ruined my whole life. I coulda stayed with aunt Julia to finish school, but you “wanted me to broaden my horizons…”

Look at me! It’s senior prom, and I’m dressed like an extra from the Sound of Music. Look at that! My corsage… All I wanted was one stinking rose, and Wolfgang brought me garlic!

You’ll adjust dear; they just do things “differently” here in Transylvania.