chapter 16: school?

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    As I'm sitting on the hard cold tile bathroom floor, dad yells "by the way school starts tomorrow, so we need to shop for school stuff, because it's a new school and the old stuff is gone."
  
    School. Great. Just what I need. A place where everyone judges you for how you look or how you dress and you listen to adults teach you things that are either really hard or you already know and you do that for like about 7 hours. That sounds lovely, right?!? And it's fun for no one. 99% Teachers I know hate it. 99.9% of kinds I know hate it. My point is school, kind of, really, sucks. And now, with everything I'm going through, I have to go to school .

    "You signed me up for a new school?" I ask, annoyed at the thought. "Yes, you need to go back to school." Dad answers. "So get off your butt and get ready to go." He adds in. "Okay," I muttered softly. I give up. I stand up off of the hard cold bathroom title floor. I slowly twist the handle of the door, with the door opening slowly too. I go to the room where my sisters are also getting ready. I grab a pair of light blue baggy jeans, a white T-shirt with New York City on it, some white socks, and undergarments. I also grab my deodorant, perfume, and mascara. Then I go back to the bathroom. Once I'm back in the bathroom, I put on my clothes and put on deodorant, perfume, and I little mascara. Then I opened the door carrying the clothes I was wearing before, the deodorant, perfume and mascara. I walked back to the room and put the stuff into a suit case I had. Then my sisters left the room. I brushed my hair and then walked out of the room. Dad was waiting for me to get into the car. So I walked outside and opened the car door, which was unlocked. My sisters were both already in the car. Holy was in the left back seat, and Lisa was in the right back seat.

  So I had a decision. Ride up front by dad or go in the middle of the two back seats. I decided to sit up front, so I had more space. I watched, dad walk out the front door, and pull out his keys, and lock the door. Then he gets in the car. And starts driving.

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