Monochrome Princess

Chapter four- Principle's office.

Monochrome princess- POV

Huffing as I sit down in the principles office. Greyson is slumped down in the chair next to me.

"Now monochrome princess and Mr Sanders how did this start?" Asks principal Guant.

"He started it." I growl pointing at him.

"Okay Mr Sanders your story first." Principal Guant asks looking at him.

I wonder if teachers smell fear or lies, you know like a blood hound.

"Well her black pen ran out in chemistry, I had a black pen she rudely demanded it. So I asked she say please so she refused got up and went to the other side of the class got two black pens and a textbook." Up to here is the truth the next part is loads of exaggeration, "Then she sat down and started hitting me with the book...." I stop him.

"Bullshit." Glaring at him.

"Language." Principal Guant snaps.

"I only threw it once because you're an idiot not my fault I thought your ugly mug might have caught it." Looking at him he raises his left eyebrow.

"Wow you're mean no wonder you have no friends." He teases.

"I don't care." I retort snapping harshly at him.

"Okay. Well you will both have two day suspension until we can sort this." Principle Guant hands us both a hand written letter.

Who has the time nowadays to write letters by hand? There's this things called email! My dad is stood by the car fuming. He glares at me with the classic 'I'm disappointed angry parent look'.

"You're grounded I'm taking away your phone privileges and TV privileges." He snaps as we both get in.

"Well its fine my tv is broke and my phone to take it away you'll have to find it." I smirk sarcastically before drawing patterns on dads steamed up windows after all its raining.

I love the rain. Depressing and melancholy just my cup of tea even though I like coffee. Mmm.... Coffee. I need a coffee.

"I'm also taking away any clothes that are black and white you are doing to be a good normal teenager." He grips the steering wheel.

"Good luck I only own black, white or shades of the colour." I smirk before turning my face to a blank canvas,"Am I not normal my sister has been suspended more than twenty times but of course she's the perfect child. I swear you love her more than me." I mumble the last bit under my breath.

"Well half the time your sister is better behaved and has better qualities than you." He keeps an iron lock to the road.

Mumbling again,"Only cause you love her more." Don't you hate when your parents compare you to your siblings.

Its annoying they say they don't have favourites but we know that's a lie. At least they slightly prefer one child over another, like twins parents always prefer one child over another.