Yeah, I Screwed Up... Again

“Juliette Angelina Cortez! Come here right now!” my mom called.

Yeah, I’m Juliette and I screwed up big time. I went to a party and got completely wasted and drinking the whole night. When I came home, I was at my worst. My parents were in the living room as I stumbled around going upstairs. Well, I hadn’t realized that until this morning when I woke up with the worst hangover I had ever had.

“Coming Mother!!” I yelled then winced as the loudness didn’t help my headache.

I knew I was going to be grounded but the question was, for how long? I got out of bed and walked downstairs. Only realizing that I was still wearing my clothes from the night before when I was all the way down the stairs.

“This was the last straw, Juliette! We are sending you to a boarding school in Maine. We signed you up last night. Pack your bags and get ready. You are leaving at seven tonight.” My dad said. He was pissed. Oh shit. I really screwed up this time.

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After I finished packing up my life, I took my bags downstairs and went back to my room to get ready. I take a hot shower to calm my nerves. When I got out, I realized that I had been in the shower for too long. I had a total of a half hour before I left for the airport.

You see, I live in warm, sunny California. So I’m going completely across the country to the freezing State of Maine. I am a person that completely hates the cold. So yeah, this was going to be interesting. I have no idea how long they are planning on keeping me there. I knew immediately that I needed to find a way to get kicked out. But then I thought, maybe this is a good thing; maybe I will have more freedom to drink and party if I find the right people. Maybe, I will actually like the people there.

I finally get downstairs after getting ready to find that my bags are already in the car.

“So ya’ll want me gone that bad, huh?” I ask. “Do you both hate me that much?”

“We don’t hate you, we just don’t know what to do with you anymore.” My mom said calmly. “We don’t want to have to bail you out of Juvie again. You keep making these bad decisions.”

“Fine. Whatever you say mother dearest.” I say with venom in my voice.

I get in the car and we leave for the airport. We get there about an hour before the plane takes off. I immediately leave my parents and going through security without even saying bye. I was completely pissed off. I still couldn’t believe they were sending me across the fricking country. I found myself starting to let tears fall down my face by the time I got to my gate.

Once I boarded the plane, I was finally able to relax and let it all soak in. I finally realized they were doing this for my own good, but no way in hell was I going to accept it. I’m not planning on changing who I am or how I act. Screw the rules. I am not giving in to what my parents are trying to do.

The plane ride was so long. Good thing I was able to finish sleeping off my hangover. I hadn’t been able to tell anyone that I was leaving. So when I got off the plane, I called Chelsea, my best friend, and told her everything that had happened and asked her to tell everyone. To say she was shocked, was and understatement.

“Oh my god!! They finally snapped!” Chelsea said. “Sending you away is the last thing that I thought they would do. Don’t worry; I will let everyone know what’s going on. Hey I gotta go! Love ya.”

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