"Look, daddy, it's a rainbow!" I pointed at the sky, my face filled with glee and beamed. "Isn't it pretty, daddy? I wonder if there are pots of gold on the end!"
Daddy laughed and kissed me on the head. "Who knows? Maybe there is."
I wake up with a start to see Mr. York's face slowly turning red in anger.
" Rainbows, huh?"
Snickers echoed in my ears as I shake my head in fear, unconsciously backing away from his unpleasant face. He sets down a familiar pink sheet on my desk and says through clenched teeth, "Stay after class. We need to talk about your problem."
I slowly nod and quietly cry as the rest of History drones on.
I hate you, Mr.York. I hate you.
I stay after class and obediently approach his desk, trembling.
"You think you're so funny, don't you?"
I stare straight ahead.
"ANSWER ME!" Wait, wasn't that a rhetorical question?
Whatever.
"No, sir." I whisper so quietly, even I couldn't hear myself.
"LOUDER!" I could see he was obviously enjoying himself.
"No...sir..." My voice breaks,and tears trail down my cheeks.
"Give me your detention slip." I handed the pink sheet to him, careful not to touch his skin.
He scribbled something down, the sound of the pen scratching on the paper made me flinch. "You know, Christina, you are the biggest wimp I've met in my life."
My eyes sting with tears...of anger. But, of course. That's true. I look down at the floor.
"Really, it honestly makes me wonder. Why are you so...messed up, huh? You have the looks, the money, the-"
I couldn't take it anymore. "Shut up! You have no idea what's happened to me, what I've been through! Stop judging people before knowing them!"
Mr.York's eyes blazed with anger. "How dare you talk to me that way! Get out of my class. Get out!"
I left, fuming with anger and ferociously bit into an apple.
Yelling at Mr.York was totally worth it. If only I had known what hell that would bring me for the rest of my life by making that one silly mistake. If only...
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The Strawberry Girl & The Stupid Boy
Teen FictionChristina has no friends, doesn't talk to anyone, and basically tries to not to exist. But when she falls asleep in History, she lands into detention and Ethan Myers's arms...literally. Chris is always irritable and ill-tempered but wasn't that way...