The manifesto of a social reject

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I really pushed it this time. They warned me, but I didn't listen. They said it was my last chance, they said I had to change. And then I go and do this. They have full right to be angry, but me being the ignorant defiant little brat I am, I'm not going down without a fight, and that's what I'm just about to get.

I sit awkwardly on my chair trying to look unbothered, hiding my face like I don't care making sure I don't make eye contact I can't make eye contact with either of them, my mother, eyes full of confusion and disbelieve, how could her little girl do something like this? She always had wanted to believe the best in me. And then there was my father, his eyes full of anger and hatred, like normal, but this time I saw disappointment too, I darted my eyes straight to my mother, before she was ready  to take my side, to back me. But now any hope she had any believe, it was disappointment now. I looked deep in her eyes, begging, pleading for her forgiveness. 

'Jade,' she began her voice soft but chaffed she was holding back tears.
'Mum, I'm sorry I made a mistake, it was an accident, look I'm sorry real-'
'That's enough of that!' It was my father his voice firm, determined.  'No,' he bellowed' 'mistakes are things like buying the wrong drink at a shop, and an accident would be spilling that drink. This', he paused slightly trying to find the right words. 'This was crafty, thought out. You planned it you knew vthis would happen and I'm sorry just isn't going to cut it this time.