"Mom!" "Mom!" I scream for what must have been the millionth time.
"What?! What could you possibly want? Do you need another sledgehammer to wreck that black car right there, or should we go with the convertible? Maybe, MAYBE, we can even get kicked out of this town? Fun, right?" She says as she slams her car door.
"You know, you know what? Why? Why are you doing this? Michele, you use to be a good kid." She whispered as I got into the passenger seat.
"For the last time, it was just a dent. I was angry, and her car was right there so I just kinda.."
"You just kinda left a "little dent" which got you expelled." She says sarcastically as she starts up the car.
It was normal for my mom and I to be fighting. Not like this though, I can't recall a time she was that mad. I glanced over at her, she was supporting the side of her head with her hand as she waited for the light to turn green. Her makeup looked fresh, her eyes glowing as they always did, and as non bias as I can say, my mom was beautiful. Her blonde hair reached past her shoulders, curled perfectly with brunette strips. She was wearing a black short cut dress with sequined heels. For a 38 year old, my mom looked like she was 25. I, on the other hand was the definition of unattractive. I wasn't the nerd, but I wasn't popular, I was just another outcast that everybody thought of as, well actually, funny enough..the Outcast. I'd never gotten expelled before, 3 suspensions, and multiple detention slips. It's not like I meant to be the "bad girl", I really wasn't. Nobody could really justify it since I didn't have any friends..but my grades could. Nothing less than a straight A, finally beating that Suzy bitch. Not that it mattered, at my, well used to be school, if you weren't popular, nobody could care less about if you were smart, pretty, funny, nice..you get the point. If you found all of these personality traits in someone (minus pretty, funny, smart, and nice in my opinion, all she has is popularity) you've probably met Suzy Prescott, the queen of our school. Her and I didn't have the best history, let alone a history..we've ever really talked actually. I just..I just really hated her, just the feeling of her presence made me cringe.
