Was It a Bad Idea Coming Back?

Pictures Of The Old Me

OK GUYS! thanks for reading my story! SORRY FOR MISTAKES!!!!

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I walked out the school building feeling happy at how today went and I didn't get suspended for knocking Lauren unconscious, except for a few things. Unlocking my car and before I went in I spot Raphael glaring me down and an idea pop into my head. I know this isn't me and I never did this in a long time. I stuck out my middle finger and got in quickly locking my doors afraid he might come over to my car and beat me up.

It felt nice for a September day to open my windows and when I was about to drive pass the jerk and I stick out my tongue feeling happy. I drove out the school parking lot and drove home giggling.

I opened the door and saw my dad cooking. He was always the one taking care of us while my mom was always away. My dad has a job as well. Don't think my dad's just a house dad or house husband or whatever they call a dad who stays home and take care of the kids. He's actually a therapist. So that's why I could talk to him whenever, but he doesn't treat me as a patient, he listens and gives good advice as a father.

"Hey dad!" I gave a kiss on the cheek. "What are you cooking?" I sniff the air and it smells delicious.

"Your favorite!" he says "Chicken alfredo!" he sings.

"Mmmm! I can't wait!" I smile closing my eyes. "Well I'm going to go do my homework. If you need anything just call me down!" I say and went up to my room.

Pulling out my math; looking at it for a moment, I hit my head on the text book.

"Ughhh! I hate math!" I groan again hitting the floor softly with my feet. I struggle in math the most! I get a D all the time! I decide to skip it and turn to science, I like that class. I had to write a five page paper on a theory freshman year earning an A plus.

I finished most of my homework; all I need to work on is my math and music class. I decided to put those on hold because that stupid jerk doesn't want to work with me and I suck at math.

I pull out my earphones and blast music. I bob my head with the song holding my iPod as my mic dancing around the room! I love this song it just makes me want to move. I twirled around and spot my dad at my door and I didn't move. I was caught dancing crazy by my dad!

I quickly pull out my earphones and stood up straight. "Were you calling me dad?" I ask feeling my cheeks burn.

"Yeah," my dad say half looking at me crazy and half laughing, "Dinners ready." He points to his right.

"Ok, I'll be down in a minute." I say.

That was embarrassing! Just shrug it off Dara! Just shrug it off like nothing happened. I went downstairs and saw Sara. I took the seat in front of her staring at her softly. I wanted to catch up with her.

"So, Sara how's everything going with you?" I ask not giving her eye contact grabbing some food.

"Good." She quickly said with an attitude, guess she doesn't want to catch up.

"So, dad first day of school went pretty well!" I happily say.

My sister gave me an evil glare like she was up to something but I shook it off because I'm back and I just want a new beginning here. "Yeah, what happened?"

"Let's see I punched Lauren in the face, and I yelled fuck you to this guy name Raphael, who I barely know!" Yeah I wish I could say that to my dad but instead I went with, "This girl at lunch was yelling at this guy and then she had punched Lauren and made her go unconscious." I giggle to myself.