Chapter 7:- Just Drive
My mom was already in the car.
My brother came out of the house right after me.
My dog was running around the car.

I grabbed Seri and put her in the car.
She usually came to school with us.
She loved the car.

I climbed in and my mom backed out of the driveway.
My brother turned on the stereo.

We were on the freeway now.
System of a Down came on.

"So how are you guys this morning?" my mom asked us.
"Tired." alex answered.
I just stared out the window.
"I'm talking to you, Lizette." she said
"Turn it up. I can't hear anything."
My brother raised the volume.
"Lizette" she said again.
"Tired."

Its not like she cared.
She asked it every morning and when I did answer truthfully she gets mad.
Apparently my real answer is depressing.
So now I just didn't answer or i made something up.
I didn't know why she couldn't just drive and not ask questions she didn't want to know the answer to.

I didn't hate my mom, i just had a love/ hate relationship with her.
She's a good mom when she wants to be and when she actually listens.
Since the divorce our relationship is kind of bad.
It was good before that so I don't think I could ever hate her no matter how much i sometimes want to.
She's a better parent , waaaayyyy better then him.
So our relationship isn't perfect but recently its like she sort of stopped caring about what I say and just listening because its he "job".
So I stopped talking.

We got to school and i got out.
"Thanks" I said.
I walked towards the door.
My brother followed.