I looked at my locker door. I saw all of the pictures with my family. (Mainly my mom and dad) We went to roller coaster parks often,because we had season tickets. Those were some good memories until it happened. I blocked the memories out and shut the locker door.
Once I had both straps secured on my shoulders I walked to the main door to go home. I was pretty quiet but I'm pretty sure you could hear me humming 'all about that base' to myself.
I looked into the main office and saw the office ladies and vice and regular principle. I waved at the office ladies and the principle looked up and smiled at me. I shrugged and walked out of the main doors.
I walked down the sidewalk , and my phone started a buzzing seizure. When I found it I had missed a call from my mom .
Crap .
If you haven't had this problem yet don't look forward to it. Your mom can be a major biatch when you don't answer her calls. I hesitantly called my mother back.
"Hello ? ," I said not trying to sound terrified of what lied on the other end of the line.
" Hey what's going on are you okay ?," she said hinting worry in her voice.
"Nothing mom I'm fine.I was just wondering if I could get a ride home.",
"Why ? What did you do ? Are you ok ?!", this time she let the worry in her voice rise to about a 12 and its only on a scale of 1-10.
I rolled my eyes to myself at her comment. I sighed and answered her "Yes mom I'm fine I just need a ride would you be able to pick me up ?",
"No sweetly there have been some complications at work.", she said this like it was an unusual. This happened regularly.
Complications would mean I would stay home for a couple of days by myself while mom went to a complications , also know as vacation.
She could come back from Florida for all I know , or Spain. She could have flown all around the world and I wouldn't of had a single knowledge about it. I hated it.
"Ok mom see you later.", I sighed heavily and looked down at the sidewalk.Why the heck did she do this to me?! I am her daughter. Plus I'm only in middle school.This isn't exactly right if your thirteen year old doesn't know how to keep a house. Uh this is why I had my best friend Kenna. She loves to clean up the floor an I do the rest. It's kind of like a partnership, but she's a dog. It's sad, I'm such an outcast I have a dog as my best friend. No scratch that one and only.
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Green Magic
FantasyA girl from a small town in Ireland is and outcast. She hates green and has to live through a life as if it is cursed. But she finds a leprechaun and things get a little weird .