Saturday morning and I just slept in all day. A couple of friends ask me to go to a few parties with them but I told them I couldn't go because I was grounded. I had nothing to do but read and write, and that was boring. Uggh I feel like a little kid. Not being able to have anything to do is worthless.
The day went on and I just stayed in my room all day.
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Sunday morning. My mom knocks on my door.
"Son me and your dad are going to church, want to come?" My mom asks
Now why would you ask me that stupid question if you already know the answer to it. So dumb.
"No mom I don't want to come, as always." I laid there facing the opposite side of the doorway.
My mom closed the door. And walks downstairs. I heard the front door close and I dozed off back to sleep.
(Royal Tailor POV)
I placed my clothes in my suit case and everything was packed.
I heard ryan got into more trouble, man that boy is too much. He doesn't even want help, he slacks off all the time. He could careless for what anyone tells him. But oh well, I warned him. But like I said he never waanrs to listen.
But I bet he won't be happy when I tell him I'm leaving on Tuesday.
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*Ryan's POV*
After I went to sleep I never woke up til Monday morning.
I was half way sleep, as I heard a soft knock and my door opened.
"Ryan get up, time to get ready for school"
I got up and got dress and brushed my teeth and my hair. I put on my shoes and went downstairs.
"I'm dropping you off, I can't trust you to walk to school alone." My dad says grabbing the keys.
"Now let's go" my dad walks out and gets in the car starting the engine.
Man I hate this
"You remember that you are on probation so don't mess up." My dad says pulling up in front of the school.
"Whatever." I say getting out and walking into the school.
Being grounded is bull for me I still do whatever whenever I want like always.
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Ficción GeneralI never focused on the meaning of truly living. It was always about money, drugs, sex, and lust. Church always seemed like a waste of time, I wasn't very friendly, always talking about people and judging them. My parents treated me like I was a kid...
