Dumb Luck And Even Dumber Decisions

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I was about to have my first proper maths lesson with my actual teacher. Mr Fisher was off ill when the year started but is back now, and the first thing he did was set a seating plan, this irritated me because I knew barley anyone and I was quite content sitting at the back on my own, luckily he'd sat me next to Wednesday instead of someone I've never met although I wouldn't say we are friends. Me and Wednesday surprisingly got along, we found common ground, we both have a controlling parents issue we both think in a similar way and I think I may have squeezed a compliment out of her "Your less insufferable than you look" she said in a monotone with a dead expression, I couldn't help but smile . It wasn't long before what I thought was going to be a good lesson turned into the worst I've had yet. The teacher, Mr Fisher, was a complete and utter Dick. He had come over to me took one look at my work and said that 'The production of my page wasn't good enough' my production was fine what does that even mean anyway, I got all the answers right. I ended up arguing with him because he kept being really nasty saying my work was wrong and wasn't good enough he even tore out my page and made me restart, I didn't I wasn't about to waste my time doing something I've already done. I stood up grabbed my bag but as I went to leave her grabbed my arm "get off of me!" I shouted "No, sit down and redo your work before I call down Principle Weems!" I pulled my arm from his clutch "Be my fucking guest" and I walked out the classroom as he shouted at me to "mind my language" and to "get back here" but I ignored it and about five seconds later Wednesday was by my side "I've never liked the complexity of numbers mixing with letters, shall we fill his desk with bees? I know someone who can provide." I stopped in my tracks "No, not bees, but you've got a brilliant mind and its given me and idea. Wednesday we are going to need red paint, a lot of it, and the help of Enid, Yoko, Ajax and Xavier" I thought I saw a slight smirk on her face I'm not sure but I can tell she was loving the idea.

The next night we all met in Wednesday and Enid's room to grab paint, brushed and meet Xavier and Ajax then we headed to Mr Fisher's classroom. "What exactly is the plan" Enid whispered at me "We go into his classroom and we completely cover every square inch of his room in paint the floors, doors, desk and draws anything you touch, red" I grinned with excitement as we entered the classroom and began to paint and pour a deep blood velvet paint all over the place. Me and Xavier even drew some snakes in his draws and brought them to life, and after all of that we were all so drained when we got back into our rooms at gone two in the morning, I know I just collapsed in bed and fell asleep to the distant sounds of howling from the furs.

Morning had come and I woke up excited for botanical science first lesson, that was until my mother called me telling me the most horrifying news. I sat back in bed again pulling the sheet to my chest and hugging my knees "What happened?" Yoko was already dressed and as she walked over to me I told her what my mom had just told me "Dad got into a car accident" Yoko's face dropped "is he ok?" "No he's in surgery now" "how did he crash?" tears began falling down my face silently "Drink driving" Yoko came over to me and squeezed me tight "I'm going to stay here all day" I stammered "I'll tell Ms Thornhill why your not there everyone else I'll tell them to mind their own business" I said nothing but just lay down and faced the wall so she left closing the curtains and switching only her fairy lights on to give me some cosy dim lighting.

I stayed in my bed all day making no sound but my face was damp and so was my pillow. I heard a knock at the door to I dried my face of with the sleeve of my jumper but said nothing and stayed facing the wall until I heard someone come in close the door behind them and a familiar voice drew closer Ms Thornhill had just came in and she sat at the end of my bed her hand stroking my leg from above the covers "Sorry I missed botanical Ms Thornhill" I spoke in a cracked mumble still staring at my wall "don't worry about it and please, call me Marilyn when we're alone" at this I turned to look at her "I heard about your dad, I promise you everything will be ok you just have to have faith in the universes process and it may seem unfair at the time but I assure you it will all be ok" her face fell slightly and then she looked back into my eyes, I sat up and gave her a hug my arms wrapped around her waist one of her arms round my neck and her other hand in my hair and when we pulled away she had my head cupped in her hands as she stroke my cheeks and then moved my hair out my face looking at my lips again but she took a deep breath smiled and let go and holding my hand in hers she held it to her chest "Faith" she said as she nodded and smiled before getting up and leaving my room not another word from either of us was spoken.

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