A New Phone

Here I am again, staring straight into the computer with a sulk; I was tired, I was bored, I had nothing to do except groan. Sometimes, I wish that i—oh never mind, it’s pretty stupid, but I’ll tell you… I wish I had superpowers, so then I could break out of here and get some decent fish and chips…

About ten minutes after my complete and utter boredom, my dad came in, holding his old blackberry phone in his left hand.

“Katy, how would you like to have my old Blackberry™_, it’s just the same as your sister’s, and it will come in very handy for you,” He said to me.

“Really? Yay! I’m in! Thanks dad!” I said happily.

“Ok. But you need a cover, Hannah has two extra, a multicolour and a bright pink, which do you want?” he asked.

Was he out of his mind? There is no choice! There is NO way I’m having a bright, hot pink cover on my Blackberry™, it just doesn’t suit me!

“Uh… dad, do you honestly think, that i—your daughter—is going to have that pink one? I think I’ll go with the multicolour one” I replied.

My dad agreed and plugged it in to charge, then he left.

Three things have really cheered up my day—getting a new phone, being able to have what my sister has, and not having to worry about fish and chips today anymore.