My brown orbs fell to the floor as my father reminded me about the school holidays coming to an end. This was summer break and I was meant to be going out partying but in Spoons, Washington that didn't happen unless you were a jock or a pretty blonde mean girl. My dad had constantly annoyed me about getting friends, but at Spoons high, if your not a hot blonde (like me) You don't really get friends.
Except this one Boy, Loki. We've known each other since diapers and he's like my best friend. He's a band kid but we still get along. He plays the flute. My dad think he's a little gay but I love (platonic lol) him.
My dads, Steven Grant Rogers and Bucky are Spoons High Legends, so its a bit tough for me to live up to their epectxions. My dad Steven was a football star and got 7 homeruns in one game and Bucky was a math-lete, he won the world cup. He lost his arm though because in math class he was speed writing too many equations and broke his arm so hard they had to give him a metal one.
"Y'know, Kid, when i lost my arm, i was 'friad to come 'back to school. But ya dad 'focred me too, and that was theday we got toogether. It's wiorth it you know, Spoons 'igh attracts soul mates. Maybe you will find ur soul mate"
"No, dad. You and STeven arer STUPID!!oaky, the soul mate spell warn off when me andf edwarded dated"
"AY!! WHATCH YOUR LANGUAGE! YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR TALKJIN' ABOut! You ARE BEING SO DIFFUCKLT RIGHT NOW! DO YOI WANNA GET GROUNDED AGAIN<3"
"GO AWAY!!"
Thats ahow mist cobcerstauon happen with my dad lately, We've been in apretyy rough spit. My dads are contstantly pothering me, like im 17 jeez leave me alone.
3 weeks later.
Its my fist week bakc and i sit next to tor
