It was Sarah Jane's Fault

"So what's your name?" This sorta kind of hot looking guy asked me.

I think his name is James, or Jake.. something like that, the tall dark and hansom stereo typical thing.

"Kelly." I lied easily. He asked for my number I of coarse gave him my number my friend Kelly's. I smirked while walking away knowing he was going to call in a few muintes and she will be with her boyfriend and it will be very funny. I walked into Barns & Nobel looking for the hunger games. and a fro-yo.

Not even 20 minutes later Kel called me up laughing over something that I can only assume was said by both Jak-ames and Tristin said. But she would not stop laughing and about 45 seconds into the conversation she had managed to stop laughing and started to cool down.

"Sarah Jane you are so dead." I herd Trist yell towards me. He sounded mad but on the verge of laughing to tears him self.

"That was so funny SJ you totally missed it even if you did set it up." She said erenestly.

"Well I have to go Kel." She did the normal I love you bye-bye stuff and hung up.

I walked back to my shop and saw the last person I ever wanted to see. "Your getting back into school

Kiddo." Dad smirked.

Now My Life Is Over! This screws with everything I have planned.. or rather don't have planned for my self..

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I made sure I had everything in my backpack that I would need on the plane. My Zune, my laptop, my cellular device, my headphones, my jacket, my charger, and my drawing binder with proper drawing equipment. It took everything I had to look at this room for the last time for the next two years. I was going to a boarding school. In Rome, I have been their before for freshmen year of high school. But i took a flight back and got my GED. But I am not going back for 3rd year and 4th year because I am a 'guineas' or something like that. I mean sure I learn at a fast rate I ques but I don't know I don't feel like a super smart person. I refuse to know my IQ because I don't want to become a papoose ass.

I carry everything down to the show-fer to make sure I actually get on the plane and to the school. The school has been notified to not let me leave under ANY circumstances. And 'daddy' has paid them off so no matter what i try to do to get expelled I'm their little keeper.