When I walk through the front door I was hopeing mom wouldn't notice, but she did."Where were you?" she ask
"At school" "Why were you at school so late?" she ask getting angryer with every word, I didn't want to tell her at all! "Food fight" I say, her face looked really mad
"You started a food fight?"
"Well... no"
"Then why did you have to stay late?"
"I got blamed for a food fight that I didn't start!"
"Well if you dident do it why did you get blamed for it?"
"I don't know!!!" I pretty much yell.
Then she gets really mad "Go to your room" she says trying to be calm, without another word I turn around and walk to my room, I set on my bed and try to think of something I need to do... oh, right! I pull the phone number out of my pocket and put the number in my phone.
The next morning I got up, brushed my teeth, get dressed, I slip on some jeans and a white tank top with a black shrug and some sneakers, then I put my dark brown hair in a ponytail, then I put a little bit of make-up on,I run to the living room "Do you want breakfast, honey?" "No thanks" I say as grab my bag "Bye mom" I say as I walk out the door, "Bye"
Everyone was sitting in math class, the teacher wasn't there yet, Liam pass's me a slip of paper, I open it and read it: 'do you wanna hang out sometime?' I pull a notebook out of my bag and rip off a little piece of paper and spell: 'sure, when?' I hand it to him, he reads it then hands me one that says: 'Tomorrow night, 6:00' the last one I handed him said: 'ok' witch I don't see the point in.Then mr. blast finally walked in "Sorry im late"
The next day at school I realized that mom cant know about the date! What am I going to tell her? After my last class I didn't want to go home (for once in my life) I pretty much had to fourch myself out the school doors.
I hop in the car and hesitate to start driving.
