Dawn took off her goggles and stretched.  It felt good to stand.  There was a knock on the door, and her father walked in without waiting for her to answer.
“Donna Marie Jones,” he said, glaring at her messy desk..  “Just because you’re on summer vacation doesn’t mean you can spend all day wasting time online with your friends.  You are going to do something with yourself this summer.  Get a job, or volunteer.  And clean this room, young lady!”
“Yes, dad.”
“That’s right.  It’s time you started doing something worthwhile with your time.”  She smiled.  If only he knew.

The end.