Hey guys! It's been so long since I updated haha! Anyways, I just want to let you know that this is not true in anyway at all. Lol, I hope y'all enjoy!!
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I can hear the birds chirping softly and feel the warmth of the sun streaming in my window as I wake up. My iPad alarm softly plays Mozart, waking me up for school. I sit up with a jerk when I realize; no school for me today. My thoughts replay what happened yesterday, in the principal’s office. “Miss. Adriana Andrews, you are suspended for life. You may never return to Fayetteville Middle School again.” I look at my clock, which says it is currently 7 o’clock. Normally, I would be getting up, and getting in the shower, and getting ready for school. Instead, I fall back and go back to sleep.
When I awake, it’s only because I hear the school bus coming down the street. I get up and peer out the window. The bus stops at the corner, and I see five kids get on. Three boys, who I couldn’t care less about, my best friend, April, who lives next door. She’s probably wondering where I am. I usually bring our breakfast to the bus stop. Oh, well. And then there’s Avery. She’s the girl I threw the desk at. Ever since first grade, when I moved to Fayetteville elementary school, she’s tried to get my goat. She kissed my boyfriend in second grade. She was always taking my snack. She does everything she can to get me in trouble. She knew I couldn’t stand it when she would stick her tongue out at me in third grade. I would always try to get her back, but it would be me who would get in trouble. In sixth grade, she started bulling me. She would call me fat, even though I was stick thin. Then she would call me a pig when I ate my lunch. She called me ugly. Snob. Retarded. And so much more I’m not even going to name. And I could handle it all, on the outside. Inside the anger was boiling up. It was yesterday when all the anger came out. In between time I was always being sent to the office, for little things. Never doing my homework. Stealing food from the lunch room without paying. Even stealing this guy’s phone for a whole week.
A beep on my phone wakes me from my thoughts. I turn it on and see that April has texted me. Where are you??? She says. I am texting back, when my mom comes into the room. She’s really calmed down from last night. She leans against the door frame.
“What do you want?” I grumble.
“I will not be talked to that way, Missy.” She says with exasperation in her tone. “I came to tell you we have an hour before I’m driving you to Ms. Katie’s.” I let out a big sigh. Ms. Katie is my therapist.
“Whyyy??” I moan.
“I made the appointment last night. We need to talk to her about a few things. You know what.”
“Ugh! Fine. I’ll go. This better not be a regular thing though. I just went three days ago.” I usually go once a week.
“Ok. I’ll be making breakfast. Hurry, me and your dad need to talk to you about a few things.”
“Ok, mom. Bye.” And with that she turns and walks out of my room, leaving my door open. I slam it closed and pull out my phone.
Not going back. Got I try to think of a better word for suspended. I give up and finish the text. Suspended. I press the send button.
I throw my phone on my bed and shut the blinds before the blinding sun drives me crazy.
