By the time school had ended, I've made four friends: Connor, Sebastian, Joy, and Nova. They were all pretty cool people. And all of us had exchanged phone numbers.
But I also learned to avoid at school. Bradley Turner and Tiffany Brown. Bradley is the Quarterback of the football team. And Tiffany is Bradley girlfriend. She's also the Head CheerLeader. I just can't stand CheerLeader. I thought they are suppose to be nice. Ha. Lies.
My father pulled up to the school, around ten or fifteen minutes late from when he said he would. But that was alright. I didn't care.
We were pulling into the drive way of my house. When I walked up to the front door, I noticed in was cracked open. I pushed it open even more and saw a huge mess.
"Did you lock the door?" My father asked.
"No. I didn't."
"I fucking told you to lock the door. Are you retarded?" My dad yelled.
"I'm sorry." I said as tears streamed down my face.
"I swear, you are so stubborn. You never listen."
"I'm sorry dad." I cried.
