Tainted Blood

CHAPTER TWO: The Test

Hey guys,
So i forgot to tell you that the part before this was a proluge and I update every day sometimes twice a day. Soooo yea enjoy the story.
~ Pineapple Gods

As I walked home from school in the blistering cold, I was beyond scared.  I knew something terrible was going to happen. As soon as I walked through my house and my father asked me the grade I had gotten on my test he was going to freak. At least that's what I thought. I had never done this poorly on these two tests ever in my entire life, I had gotten 98% on my science and math test. I knew my father was going to snap, it would be bad enough that I had gotten a 98 on one test but on both... I am a gone soul. I kept in my mind that I could always lie and say I got a perfect score- which I always get, but my father ALWAYS checks our tests. He even checks my sister's test just to be safe, and that is saying something. So for me child number three to waltz in late, and get a terrible grade, I was going to get butchered. My dad I knew was going to have no mercy on me. He believed mercy was for the weak. He taught me this very young so that as I grew older I would live up to his standards and expectations. But this test, this would show that I learned completely nothing of what was expected of me and what I was bound to deliver. As I reached the door I was  shaking from head to foot. Before I even opened the door it swung open, "your late Jasmine. Why?!" My father said in a deadly calm tone that suggested that he was beyond pissed. " So-oory." I stuttered. " I don't have time for your petty exusces. Do you think I would be where I was right now if I made exusces?! NO!! So neither will you, get inside NOW." My father said harshly. I quickly scurried inside before I dug my grave even deeper. Then my father slammed the door shut and proceeded to walk angrliy to his office. Suddenly stopped and stud there like he was trying to rember something. He whipped around and said " Give me your test!" I was terrifed, I didnt move I stud there paralized. " I said GIVE ME YOUR TEST." my father growled. " I don't have a test, I don't know what your talking about." I said confidently staring him dead in the eye. In my head I was silently cursing to myself. " Don't play dumb Jasmine, I'm aalready upset that you didnt come home on time DON'T PUSH IT." I was about to defend myself again but I knew better. Slowly I unzipped my backpack to get out my test. I then handed it to him face down. He quickly snatched it up and his eyes went straight to the grade. When he looked at the grade his nostrails flared and his eyes narowed sooo much I thought they fall off his face. "WHAT IS THIS!?!"