<div class="floatleft">(http://www.funkytrend.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/wildslide111.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Cassandra Hemmill</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Monica's House, the Kitchen</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Monica &amp; Adriaana</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Wincing on the inside </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Monica &amp; Adriaana</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Cassandra placed her bag carefully by the table, happy to have gotten off lightly and avoided a dressing down from her parent. She chewed slowly on a cookie, waiting for her mum to ask her usual questions about their day. Then, she waited restlessly, until she felt her mother place her hand on her shoulder. As her mother slided her fingers across her neck, Cassie immediately relaxed. There was something reassuring about her mother's touch, which was one of the many reasons she loved her mother dearly despite their differences.<br/><br/>She sat calmly while Adriaana told her mother about her day, musing silently on whether Adriaana being asked first was a matter of guest protocol on her mother's part, intended to make her feel more at home or if her mother even put that much thought into it. Cassandra dismissed the last as being unlikely. When Adriaana mentioned being contacted to 'hang out' Cassandra narrowed her eyes- she had suspected that Adriaana may be invited to the club someday, and this could well be related.<br/><br/>Then, she felt her mothers hand tense ever so slightly as Adriaana finished. Cassandra's relaxed state of mind fell away slowly as her mother stepped back and began to speak. Cassie tried not to squirm, wince or show any sign of discomfort as her mother gave Adriaana a thorough dressing down of the type Cassie was oh so familiar with. She felt slightly embarrassed for the poor girl, being disciplined like that in front of her.<strong><em>She is such a sub....</em></strong>thought Cassandra, while she waited for her turn to speak.