"Tell her yourself.." Missy muttered to herself, in the middle of something *ahem* important.<br/><br/>She heard him going off to beg a ride off of Lexxie and once she was...done...she took a quick shower and headed down the stairs in a pair of short pink plaid shorts and a white tube-top, her dark hair in wet curls around her bare shoulders. Without her brother and sister there, the house was quiet and peaceful... how she reveled in these moments. God what it would be like to be an only child!<br/><br/>"Hey mom, do you need help with dinner?" She asked.<br/><br/>"Sure, grab a spoon and stir that for me," Her mother said absently, and Missy did as she asked.<br/><br/>"Jimmy went to class," She said with a shrug and their mother peered at her curiously.<br/><br/>"aren't you supposed to be in that class too, Missy?" Missy frowned at her mother.<br/><br/>"I quit a long time ago, mom. It was stupid anyways, and when am I ever going to need some stupid class like that?" she muttered over the steaming pot of boiling water in front of her, a dark look in her sparkling green eyes. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and sighed, "and I don't need a lecture. I really don't think I'll be fighting anyone anytime soon." To tell the truth, she had slept with their instructor, and didn't really want to EVER see him again. His ego was huge, but other parts of him weren't. what a waste of time.