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I wasn't in a learning mood today. I didn't wanted to see Mr. Henderson lusting over young girls. I didn't wanted to hear Mrs. Stewart's calculus crap. I didn't even wanted to go to music.
I had no doubt in my mind that if Matt came with one of his stupid jokes, I was definitely punching him in the face.
I didn't slept well all weekend long. I even had a dream, a nightmare I should say, of Danielle looking at me crying, begging me to please let her die.
How can she say that her best dreams are when she is dying? That was the worst nightmare I've ever had.
Besides that, my weekend was pretty uneventful. Dad was still mad at me but when it was time had to pose for the media, at a political party event last Saturday, he was all smiles. He knows all the angles of the perfect family portrait to the tee.
For some reason my relationship with him has been going downhill, rapidly. It was almost completely deteriorated. I couldn't remember the last time he asked me how I was doing or the last time he sat down with me to watch a football game on TV? I used to fuss and make a big deal about it, now I just didn't care anymore.
I had my head down on my desk waiting for the bell to ring when all of the sudden my cell phone buzzed inside my pocket. I looked at Matt thinking that it was him sending some crazy message but he was in a conversation with one of our classmates.
Making sure that the teacher wasn't looking at me I took my phone out. I have one new text message from "Lolly"
R U ok?
I changed her contact name on my cell after her stomping little fit. I read the message three times. This was a first. A good first I thought. I lifted my head a little too quickly and I got lightheaded. Making me to almost fall out of my chair. She just asked me if I was okay.
I took a glance at her to see if she was looking at me. She wasn't. She was looking out the window. It was a very nice day, not so typical for late autumn. It was sunny with just a few clouds.
Inconspicuously I started to reply to her message hoping that the teacher didn't looked my way.
really tired, long weekend.
She was typing something back. I was getting a little excited. This was progress.
afternoon tutoring canceled, go 2 sleep
What? No! I waited impatiently all weekend for our little time together. No she couldn't cancel on me.
"No!" I said out loud almost jumping out of my seat.
"Is there a problem Camden?" the teacher asked. Crap I was going to get in trouble again.
"I thought you called my name?" I tried to played it off.
"As a matter of fact, no. I haven't even started taking attendance."
Crap, crap, crap. "Sorry I thought I heard my name." I said hoping that playing dumb card was going to work this time.
It did worked because she continued doing whatever she was doing. I replied back to Danielle.
NO please, I need help
"Camden Daniels, I know you are texting in class. How do I know? Well there's only one reason why you could possibly be looking at your crotch, smiling. Am I right?" Sh*t I was in deep doo doo. I tried to come back with something but there was no way out. I was busted.
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