Chapter 18 Back To His House

Zoe's POV "Mom!" I called my mother as I looked for a dress inside my old cabinet. Silly me, for I am not wearing any dress like those. I only have jeans and shirts. "What is it?!" My mom yelled back as she was busy cooking in the kitchen. I shook my head. Instead of shouting at each other, why can't I just get down and ask her... closely? Gees, self! I rushed towards the kitchen and saw my mom stirring. "Mom." "Yes?" she asked, but her attention was still on the dish that she was cooking. "Hmm... can I borrow one of your dresses?" I bit my lower lip as I reached for the glass and poured the water pitcher. "For what?" "I have a date." "A date?!" she exclaimed, which made me lose grip on the glass. "What the hell, mom?!" "Words, Zoe," she said, more of a warning. "So, can I?" "Who's your date?" I put down the glass on the table and sighed. "Helios-" "See-" "With his dad," I continued. And watched for her reaction. I saw how her eyes widened, and her lips parted. "Seri