"I was with a friend, Sara," I say the first name that comes to mind. "That was her brother, he offered to drop me off," I tell my mom. She buys it. "Alright, I'm glad you're making friends, Rosy." I bite my lip a little nervously before asking, "hey mom? Tomorrow Sara and some other girls are going to a ballet. Can I please go with them? I promise to get all my homework done." My mother thought before nodding. "Thanks mom, you're the best," I tell her, before heading to my room.