Discovered in school

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That's it. Prank time. Ms. Ross deserves it for taking away my game. Just wait until she opens her desk.

Blang!

School was over. I smirked and walked up to her.

"Ms. Ross, can I have game back please?" I asked innocently. She rolled her eyes.

"Fine. Here you go." She said. I smiled. She opened her desk, and.... Wham! Purple ink went flying to her face. I laughed. She stood up angrily.

"Principals office now!" She bellowed.
"Worth it." I said then grabbed my backpack and walked to the principals office. I sat down in front of it because my friend Harley was already in there. A guy in a suit came up to me.

"Hello." He said.

"What do you want?" I asked popping my gum.

"I'm Steven Young. I'm a casting agent and you seem perfect for a role I need." He said. A teacher walked by.

"Spit the gum out." She said. I rolled my eyes and spit it on the floor.

"And what do I seem like?" I asked.

"A rebel." He said.

"What? Just because I'm about to be suspended I'm a rebel?" I asked.

"You're about to be suspended?" He asked.

"What? Psh, no. Who told you that?" I said. Oops. I smiled.

"Look, here's my card I'll call you to audition if you want to." He said.

"Why should I?" I asked him.

"You'll get to skip school." He said. I smiled.

"Deal. I'm Brielle Mitchell by the way." I said shaking his hand. He nodded and walked away. Kinda weird, but oh well.

"Brielle Mitchell. What brings you in here? Again." Mr. Ambrose the principal asked.

"I got ink all over Ms. Ross." I said.

"Well, this is your third crime this week." He told me.

"Crime? You realize your a principal, not a cop. Anyway, how long a week, maybe two?" I asked.

"Lets go with two. I do one a lot." He said. I rolled my eyes and walked out.

"Great talking to ya. See you tomorrow." I said. Then I waited for my bus. Once it got here I climbed on and sat by my goodie two shoes friend Alex.

"Hey Al." I said.

"Hey." He said. I put my headphones on and waited for my stop.

I walked off waiting to feel the wrath of my older sister. Our parents abandoned us a long time ago. It's just me and her.

"Hey sis. I've got some news!" I called out.

"How many weeks?" She sighed.

"Two." I said.

"Bri, you need to stop. I need you here to babysit sometimes." She said. Yeah, she has a kid. That's one of the reasons we were left.

"I'm sorry, but I was discovered!" I said.

"What?" She asked giving me a confused look.

"Okay, I was waiting outside the principals office and a talent agent said I'd be perfect for this roll he's needs. He's gonna call later." I said smiling.

"That's great!" She said hugging me.

"So, one could say if I weren't such a bad ass I wouldn't have gotten this." I said. She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay. Let's just go eat dinner." She said. We had meatloaf. Then I heard the phone ring.

"I got it." I said then grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Is this Brielle Mitchell?" The person asked.

"Yeah. Who's calling?" I asked.

"We want you to audition for our movie, the Sandlot. We need you at Salt Lake City in about a week. Can you do it?" The guy asked.

"Uh, yeah. I'll be there." I said then hung up.

"Who was it?" Macy asked.

"It was the casting agent! I'm up for a role in the Sandlot!" I said picking up by niece Hallie.

"That's amazing Bri." She said.

"Yeah, but we need to be Utah in a week." I said.

"Okay. No problem." She smiled. I hugged her. After I set Hallie down.

"Thanks sis. I'm gonna go to bed. Night." I said.

"Night Brielle." She said then I took a shower and fell asleep.

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