Boredom. Thats all I feel while I stare at the front of the class. For the last hour my teacher has been droning on, and on about various topics. Non of which have anything to do with science, thats the class I'm in.
I was at the back of the classroom. The person beside me just fell asleep, and I can positively say I'm going to too. So instead of sleeping I think it will be a better use of my time to surf the web.
When I'm on the verge of watching a hilarious video, something hits me square in the forehead.I look up to see my teacher, Mr.Filts, glaring at me.
"Mrs.Parkerson, I suggests you pay attention on class, and not on your phone. I will also be taking that." He swipes the phone from my grasp before I can blink.
He then walks over to the person sleeping and thumps them on their head. Once he has everyones attention he continued to talk. About his cat.
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Walking in to my house I smell heaven. Chinese food. I love chinese food, but every time I have it my dearest friend, Tessy, starts nagging me about how 'unhealthy' it is. It just so happens she is coming over for dinner too.
I see my mom cleaning the kitchen, she's a neat freak. I tip toe up behind her and scream, "BOO!", successfully making her jump five feet in the air.
"Don't do that! One of these days I'm going to be old and brittle and you're going to give me a heart attack!" She starts hitting me with the rag she was holding.
"Ew, that cloth is dirty, stop." She give me one find glare before asking the daily questions.
"How was school?"
"Fine."
"Anything exciting happen?"
"Nope."
"Have any homework?"
"No."
"Okay than, supper will be at five, and Tessy's coming over right?"
"Sure is. See you at five."
I figure I don't want to get in trouble for having my phone taken away again. Staying quiet was I best option for survival. Bounding up the stairs I trip on the last step, and fall on my face. Good thing no one was around to laugh at me.
Reaching for the door nob of my room I hear a thud. Yanking my door open I see Tessy sprawled across my bedroom floor.
"Um, what-cha doing down there?" I question staring down at her.
"Well, you see I was feeling spontaneous today and thought, 'why have I never crawled through your window before?' So here I am" She swung her arms out with a big smile.
"I swear you might be the strangest person I have ever met." Laughing I lay down beside her.
Her face scrunches in in fake hurt. Holding a hand over her heart she starts," Strange?! How dare you, I'll have you now I could win and award for being the most normal person" Tessy starts to thank the invisible crowd for the imagenary award. Laughing, I wrap my arm around her neck and give her a nuggy.
"Stop, my hair! I just did that!" Yanking herself from my grasp, she rushes to the mirror. "Now look at what you've done, I wanted to look nice for dinner," Tessy pouts.
"Aw, come on you're always over for dinner, why does tonight matter?"
"Tonight doesn't matter I just wanted to look nice."
She turns around glaring at me. I back away slowly, because she not the happiest at the moment. Then, she tackles me.
"You're so going to get it!" She started to smudge make-up (no clue where she got that) all over my face. Right when I'm about to throw her off me, my mom calls "Supper".
Leaping down stairs she gone. I slowly inch towards the mirror, afraid of what I'll find. On my face is one blue eye, mustache, and a poop drawn in eyeliner.
When I step into the dinning room the whole table erupts in laughter. Turns out my entire family was joining us tonight. That explains the over reaction with the hair. Tessy has a huge crush on my MARRIED cousin.
"My, my don't you look lovely this evening Dawn," My 15 year old cousin save drawls. "Is that a new fashion statement?"
I punch him in the arm and sit down. Scooping up as much Chinese food as I could fit on my plate. Something good has to come out of this right?
YOU ARE READING
Over the Edge
ActionWhat would you do when you start having terrible nightmares then they start coming true? Would you be willing to do everything in your power to stop them from happening?