Not So Perfect

School

     Angela walks into school accompanied by her two friends. Jesse and Maggie are going on and on about something she ain't interested in. Her attention is on the stares she's receiving. It wasn't anything new to her but it always interested her. What was everyone thinking when they saw her? 

"Are you listening?" Jesse asks her. 

"I'm over yesterday's event," she responds a bit annoyed. Yet she keeps her slight smile on her face not wanting to seem unpleased. 

"It's what everyone is talking about," Maggie says. 

"Lewis is getting too confident," she states. 

"Lewis knows how to get under Diane's skin. He always gets the response he wants from her," Jesse says.

"I don't know what else to do about those two," she says with a sigh. 

Diane and Lewis are the Junior couple that are always in everyone's mouths. Angela is getting really tired of their constant drama. She will always take Diane side but she is growing tire of even doing that 

Angela stops outside her classroom and turns to her friends. 

"We'll see you at lunch," Jesse says. 

"Okay." 

     Math class has always been her favorite since she was young. Mr. Harris is a great teacher as well. He treats everyone equally something she's very fond of. 

"Ms. Robin will you be completing my class today?" Mr. Harris asks. His tone hints annoyance. 

"Yes Mr. Harris," she answers with an overly sweet smile. 

"I marked you absent since you left very early and didn't bother to come back," Mr. Harris states frankly. 

"It's only fair," she says taking her seat in front row. 

 Mr. Harris had moved her to the front after catching her on the phone. It's been her permanent seat since then. Mr. Harris is the only teacher in the entire school that cared for the students over the politics. 

Melrose high is a private high school that ran as an antique society. If it isn't because she been coveting for the much sought out scholarships the schools offers. She would have not bothered begging her father to let her attend. She just has the last few months of school and she would be done with all the trouble.  She just needs to keep her grades on the top and the donations coming in. 

The privileges out weight the troubles . Being able to get out of any class, leave school grounds for lunch, take lessons at home and many more. The most important is the scholarship for her. The only reasons he continues on with all the madness. Melrose high gives the top two graduating students full ride scholarships to the school of choice  

"Mr. Matthew would like to speak with you after class," Mr. Harris says. 

Angela nods knowing very well that Mr. Matthew most likely asked for her this instant. Mr. Harris isn't going to allow her to leave class just because. Besides Mr. Harris couldn't tolerate the principal. Mr. Matthew is very political running the school. Something Mr. Harris didn't like to tolerate. Mr. Harris firmness has landed him in hot waters in many occasions. 

 Class soon ends but Angela takes her sweet time putting her class work away. She was hundred percent sure that he wants to talk about yesterday's event. It was always her  responsibility to clean up everyone's mess. Her words having more weight than actual facts. 

"You should be on your way before my next class starts," Mr. Harris states.  

"I'm going," she says giving him a smile. 

Walking through the hallways she takes her time. It was too early to start with everything. Finally arriving at the office when everyone has cleared from the hallways. Mrs. Pat seems to brighten up when she sees her. She widens her smile to greet her. 

"Angela how are you?" Mrs. Pat asks. 

"I'm good. How was your vacation with your kids?" She asks. 

"It was great. Meeting Henry was what I been craving since he was born. I can't believe I'm a grandma now," Mrs. Pat says.

"Henry is lucky to have a great grandma like you Mrs. Pat" she says with a wide smile. 

"Mr. Matthew is waiting," Mrs. Pat points to the end of the hallway. 

"Thanks."

Angela almost dragging her feet makes her way to the office. She hates Mr. Matthew with all her guts but she needed him at least until she graduated. She knocks on the door hoping that for some miracle he has stepped out.

"Come in," Mr.Matthew voice booms. 

"Good morning," Angela greets as she walks in. 

"Morning Angela," Mr. Matthew greets, "take a seat quickly."

"Is something wrong?" She innocently asks. If he was going to waste her time she would waste his as well. 

"I'm hearing not very favorable rumors about Diane," he states.  

"I'm late for my next class because of rumors?" She asks feeling annoyed.

"You know I take this seriously when it comes to physical altercations," he states.  

"If there was a fight as the rumors say. I would have personally brought Diane in. We are highly aware of the school rules. We take great pride to model and enforce them," she says buttering into his pride. 

"So your saying there was no fight yesterday?" He asks. 

She lets out a small sigh knowing that he just wants confirmation that she will take care of it. That anything he probably already saw on the cameras will not happen once more. She just wishes he would cut all the crap and just speak his mind and give her direct orders of what he wants. 

"Surely there was no such thing. People like drama and like to create they're own stories. These rumors will be no more by the end of day. I assure you," she says with a smile. 

"Okay I understand," he states smiling. 

Angela holds back a laugh knowing too well that this is all just annoying and tedious. 

"I won't take up more of your time," he states, "head to class." 

"Thanks," she says rising to her feet. 

Ángels makes her way out of the office as quickly as she can. Waving goodbye to Mrs. Pat. She takes a deep breathe exiting to the main hallway. She leans against the wall ion the hallway rising her head up to stare up to the ceiling.  She wanted to scream and laugh at the same time. Why was she dealing with politics of this damn school? She just wants to be done with everything and everyone already. 

"Couple months to go and done," she whispers to herself.