Damon Merellie

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All I could do is just stare at the paper that has been given to me; 'Damon Merellie has been expelled from Monte high school, 2-15-16'. I just couldn't believe this! I was expelled, and my parents were gonna kill me. That's it, the end of me! No going back now. But... What did I even do? "Mr. Leaon! You can do this to me! I'm a good kid!" Honestly, I didn't care if I got expelled or not. But I really need to make it seem like I do because I surely know my parents will care; ALOT! Mr. Leaon is a middle aged man at the age of 35, with greyish hair slicked back, with a slight beard. He's been the principal at Monte high for about 5 years now. I've never liked him. He's always gave me crap. They way I dress, the way I walk, the way I talk, and my grades aren't that hot either. They've never been. But I don't see a problem with the way I dress. I usually wear black jeans and some black hightop boots, or converse, with a plain black or grey colored shirt with a jacket over that. And I always wear a beanie, with my auburn hair styled to the side. I think i dress fine. And my attitude? Well... You'll find that out later. "Mr Merellie, we can't afford to keep you in this school, you cause to much trouble. Just last week you released over 200 crickets into the library and climbed onto a table and danced to Justin Bieber." Mr Leaon had said. I give him a dirty look and responded with, "And? Is their a problem with that? It was to quiet. Unlike you, Mr Leaon." I crossed my arms and waited for his response. He said nothing except, "Get out, and call your dad. I'll be speaking with him about this."
I walk into the hall and called my father just as he had told me to. I dial the number and put the phone up to my ear. It rings about four times before someone finally answered. "Hello? Who's this?" A man had said. "Dad, it's Damon. Mr Leaon wants you to come to the school. It's really good!" I say happily to him. "Mmk Damon, I'll be there in 20." My dad had said to me.
I walk back into the class and sit in the chair with a smile on my face. "Well mr Leaon, I called him. He'll be here in about twenty minutes. So be expecting him." I get up and walk out the door to the cafeteria and eat my chips as I wait for my dad. All hell is about to be let loose here in 20 minutes.

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