Red Mess 【ToriTam】

Late Again?

Gosh, now was a time where I wished I lived near school..
I've been running for what seemed like hours until I see the school a few blocks away, but oh God, I'm tired.

I begin to slow down, making my breath speed up a little. Today isn't a sunny day- it's cloudy and 'cold'. I say that because the weather was worse in Norway, though it is pretty here, I like the rainy days.

And it's June, the weather is getting warmer. It's only somewhat cold since it rained last night.

Anyway, I got to the front steps of the school, where some kids are outside with their friends; on their phones or smoking and seemingly trying to hide it, though, the obvious light grey and ashy colour of the smoke that leaves their mouth isn't helping them.

I go to the front two doors and open them slightly to check for people roaming the halls, there aren't many kids out to my surprise- I mean obviously there aren't. But those who are either have a pass or are skippers.

I was a bit upset since I didn't get to say 'good morning' to my friends, not even say 'hey' or just see them, 'guess I'll have to wait' I think. Well I do have most periods with my friends, and others with some... strange people.. though I don't mind, who am I to judge?

I go to the office, I need to get a pass so I can show my it to my History teacher, that way he'll excuse my absence and let me in, I wish I didn't have History right now though- let's just say the teacher isn't too keen on kids who are late. At least I'm in my last year of secondary school, I literally can't wait for this to be over.

For those who don't know, secondary school is full of people from ages 11-16, and Year 7- Year 11. I'm in Year 11- of course. And when I'm out of here I'm gonna live in a house with Ell, Matilda and Tamara!

It's going to be fun, we're gonna be inseparable and we're going to go on adventures! Well, that's what I hope, at least..

I walk into the old office where the ladies at the desk are doing-- something? There are also a few kids in here, they're just sitting down though. I hear faint talking from the principal's office, but I decide not to care.

"Late again Ms.Lenn?" One of the ladies says to me, she has red-orange hair and pretty glasses. "Yeah.. so? Uhm anyways, I need a pass for History with Mr.Kerptis" I say putting my hands in the pockets of my leather jacket. "Mr.Kerptis, eh? You're gonna be in some trouble, young lady, and watch it with the attitude" another lady says to me, she has a name tag though, reading 'Olive'..

God, if I could insult her right here and now without consequences I would. Think of the jokes- there aren't many but like imagine! Olive garden? Are you the heir?

Haha- no offense to anyone named Olive though-- and besides it's not even insulting, I just have bad humour. What does a name have to do with that anyways?

"Yeah, yeah, well he just can't stand my stupendous behavior in class- that's why he sends me here almost all the time" I smirk and look towards the lady with the orange hair, giving me a pass. "Mhm sure, anyways, have a nice day, Tori" The orange haired lady says as I grab the pass with my index and middle finger.

"Yup. I'll keep that in mind" I say smiling and going outside of the office "Have a nice day too!" I say waving, I see the 3 ladies wave at me and I smile... Ugh, now to History we go.. yay

I go upstairs to classroom 11-2C, my demise.. I knock three times on the wooden door and a minute later Mr.Kerptis answers it. "Hm.. Ms.Lenn, fancy seeing you here, eh?" He says with a frown and a tint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Yeah, well, here's your pass so.. can I get in?" I ask him, giving the man an awkward smile as he reads the pass and rips it and throws it into the trash can next to his door- inside the room, obviously.

"Alright, please don't cause any more distractions Ms.Lenn" he says opening the door so not just his face can be seen. The room looking so organized and clean, it's a bit encouraging in a way.

Everyone stares at me as I walk in the room, I look around and stick my tounge out at them, always looking at me like I'm so strange, like I'm not a person.

Then I see Ell with a disappointed face, well what I could see looked disappointed, or at the very least upset since her hair covers her eyes but her unamused frown still shows.

I wave at her and her frown suddenly dissappears as she waves back. "Take a seat Tori" Mr.Kerptis says as he goes to the front of the room to continue his lecture.

I mean History isn't that bad, it just bores the hell out of me sometimes, but other times History can be fun. I take a seat next to Ell- getting my things out and then putting my backpack on the back of my chair. I try listening to the thing Mr.Kerptis is trying to teach but I feel braindead, my eyes keep looking at the clock as a few minutes fly by.

Then Ell nudges my left arm, I turn to her and she whispers something "Why are you always late to History? I can't belive you're getting away with it, you're always rude to Mr.Kerptis too, makes me feel bad for him.." She whispers, still facing the teacher.

We're in the middle of the room, and everyone is either listening to the lecture, talking, or even sleeping. But anyways, I say "Well I don't know, and I'm not always late!" I whisper back, a bit offended and maybe a bit too loud 'cause then..

"Ms.Lenn!" I flinch upward, fixing my hunched posture. "Have anything to say to the class?" Mr.Kerptis says as he narrows his eyes. "Uhhh no because it's my business not theirs! a-duhh" I say putting my hands behind my head with a smirk on my face.

Ell does a face palm and sighs. "Wh- Principles office- NOW! Im done dealing with late and disrespectful students.." He says pointing to the door with his right hand and pinching the bridge of his nose with his left. I put my things in my backpack and swing it over my shoulder. "Bye losers!" I say walking to the door, room filled to the brim with the aura of tired and exhausted people. I leave the room with a loud slam from the door- jeez that door is loud.. and I slowly walk to the office.

What a good start to a Friday am I right?