Room 417, Sunday afternoon
Today when Jaye's glaring at the closet, it's because she didn't get to wear the dress. Homecoming had been pretty awesome and all, but still, she's pretty sure she looked funny in what she had been wearing.
When the phone starts ringing, Jaye turns her glare towards it, especially when she sees the name on the caller ID.
"Hi, Mom," Jaye greets her, and she sounds really excited about it.
"Hi," Karen says. "I wanted to let you know what we received the invitation for this year's Parents Weekend."
This would be Jaye facepalming as last year comes back in vivid memory.
"We won't be able to be there," Karen continues.
And now Jaye stops facepalming. "Really?" she says hopefully.
"We have a wedding to go to, you know, the one I called and told you about at least six months ago?"
"Well, I can't go, it's Parents Weekend," Jaye says. "It's a shame you all can't come by and-"
"We may be able to send someone, though," Karen tells her.
Jaye pales. "Not Sharon?"
"Oh, no, she avoids every wedding there is. She's going."
"Yvette?" she says, and there's that hopeful voice again.
"We'll figure something out," Karen says. "I just wanted to let you know that you're not getting away with no one checking up on you."
Jaye pouts. "Keen."
"Anyway, I have to be going, but I'll talk to you later, sweetheart," Karen says, and hangs up.
Jaye frowns at the phone and starts planning escape routes for that weekend.
When the phone starts ringing, Jaye turns her glare towards it, especially when she sees the name on the caller ID.
"Hi, Mom," Jaye greets her, and she sounds really excited about it.
"Hi," Karen says. "I wanted to let you know what we received the invitation for this year's Parents Weekend."
This would be Jaye facepalming as last year comes back in vivid memory.
"We won't be able to be there," Karen continues.
And now Jaye stops facepalming. "Really?" she says hopefully.
"We have a wedding to go to, you know, the one I called and told you about at least six months ago?"
"Well, I can't go, it's Parents Weekend," Jaye says. "It's a shame you all can't come by and-"
"We may be able to send someone, though," Karen tells her.
Jaye pales. "Not Sharon?"
"Oh, no, she avoids every wedding there is. She's going."
"Yvette?" she says, and there's that hopeful voice again.
"We'll figure something out," Karen says. "I just wanted to let you know that you're not getting away with no one checking up on you."
Jaye pouts. "Keen."
"Anyway, I have to be going, but I'll talk to you later, sweetheart," Karen says, and hangs up.
Jaye frowns at the phone and starts planning escape routes for that weekend.