The Twist In Life

Chapter 7_ Oh no, it's mine!

The morning was hectic as usual. Leslie and Leslie were competing that who could stuff the larger amount of saggy cereal into their mouths. Suddenly, Lesley choked and I had to hit her on her back for her to spit it out.

"I win!" Leslie grinned, spitting the cereal.

"You made me choke on purpose," said Lesley, "you tickled me."

"I don't remember tickling you," said Leslie. I glared at him and he gave me a thumbs up.

I dragged his chair away from the table and picked him up and stood him on the floor. I thrust his backpack at him and pushed him towards the door.

"Get lost", I said. He gave me a wicked grin, which I'm sure meant trouble for me later on. But it won't be anything I couldn't handle. He hopped out of the kitchen, and Lesley followed.

Simon, Lily and Margaret had already left. Now I only had to take care of Ian. He was snoring away, head on the table, beside his bowl of cereal. He could sleep even if bombs were going off, just like me. It kinda runs in the family.

"Ian!" I yelled in his ear. He merely grunted and kept snoring. I did what he does when he wants me to wake up. I licked my pinky and inserted it into his ear with a twist.

"Arghhh!" He woke up with a start. "What are you doing?"

"What you do when I'm asleep," I smirked.

He shook his head at me, rubbed his ear, picked up his backpack and left the kitchen after giving me an angry scowl.

I heaved a sigh of relief. At last. Everyone had left. I dumped the remaining saggy cereal into the bin and rinsed the bowls before putting them at their proper places. I also wiped the table and picked up my backpack, ready to leave.

I had to walk all the way to the school. Lily and Margaret went with Simon. And the three younger kids went to a school just across the road. I quickened my pace as soon as I glanced at my watch. I had only fifteen minutes to reach my class. It sucked that my first lecture was History with Miss David, and I had no chance of getting out of detention if I got late.

The bell went off as soon as I entered the school gates. Luckily, I had all my necessary books with me in my backpack. I ran towards my classroom and reached in time. I sat on my uncomfortable wooden chain and took out my homework assignment as soon as Miss David walked in.

"Hi, kids," she beamed at the class.

"Hi, Miss David," the class answered.

She glanced at the students and her eyes landed on me. If looks could kill, I would have dropped dead to the ground. It was not like I wasn't expecting to be treated like crap after the incident in Mr. Collins office.

"Assignments on your desks, class," she said.

A few students groaned and the rest of the class placed their homework assignments on their desks.

"Mandy! Collect everyone's homework and bring it to my desk."

I was about to blurt out that my name is Mary, but stopped just in time. She was just trying to provoke me into saying something that could get me into trouble. I got up, making a lot of noise by pushing back my chair with my feet.

"Did your parents teach you any manners?" she yelled, "Oh, I forgot, you don't have any parents." Surprisingly, nobody from the class snickered.

I bit back a response and stomped angrily to the first row. I collected all the assignments and placed them on Miss David's desk. Thank goodness no one tried to trip me and I reached back my seat safely, without causing any commotion.