Short Stories

Of all the times you could have caught me sleeping...

My eyes drooped with sleepiness as the Physics' teacher droned on and on about random stuff about energy, electricity and all of that nonsense. Honestly why would you want to over look the world, sure it's amazing and you want to learn what makes it work but seriously this is just taking it too far. The world is something that you should just live with and not something to constantly observe and come up with some ideas that supposedly make it better for us and itself and the animals with us.
"ROSA EVANS!" A high pitched scream was heard in the small science lab.
"Yes Miss?" I raised a sleepy eyebrow, I was really sassy and snappy when I'm tired.
"Can you explain to me why you might be sleeping in my lesson?" She put her hands on her hips, attempting to be somewhat intimidating which it was anything but that.
"Because I had no chance of catching any of sleep last night as I had to complete all of the homework for the rest of the week and since this is the last lesson of the day, I believe that I can't make it till I get home to fall asleep and so it's your lesson that I'm sleeping in."
"Then why didn't you do your homework at the weekend?" She then folded her arms across her chest, eyebrows raised.
"Perhaps it might have to do with the fact that my mum was in a car crash on Friday when she was going to pick me up after school and then has been in Intensive Care Unit in the hospital and will be for a few months or so. And so in conclusion to your question to why I didn't do my homework over the weekend when I was staying beside my mum, hoping that her heart won't fail once more time, and instead did it all last minute last night and so am now tired in your lesson and just want to go to sleep, but knowing that I'll probably go to the hospital just to be with her, that's why." By the end of my mini speech at the teacher all of my classmates were looking at me with completely gob smacked expressions on their faces, as normally I was the quiet, semi-perfect student that never caused a fuss and just got on with what the teacher told us to do. The teacher also looked the same, except that she also looked a little bit pissed and annoyed at my audacity to challenge her authority as a respectable teacher.
"Detention Miss Evans."
"For what?!" I yelled at her, anger flooding through my veins.
"For answering back to a teacher and being disrespectful to your superiors." She spoke in a cool tone, water would have frozen over just hearing it.
"Bullshit! I was answering your Goddamn question! And me being disrespectful is because you aren't actually listening to me!" At that I stormed over to the door but before I left I stopped and turned towards her-red mist edged my vision-"And screw your detention cause I'm not going there when I could be with my mum instead." With that I left without another word. I walked out of the school gates and like magic a weight was lifted off of my shoulders and I felt like I could breathe better now. I checked the time on my phone and realised that my Dad would be on his way out of work, so I called him before he was in the car and couldn't answer me:
Dad: Hello?
Me: Hi Dad, can you pick me up now please?
Dad: Sure. What happened Honey?
Me: Stupid Physics teacher, I accidentally fell asleep for a bit and she said I was being disrespectful when I told her about Mum.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes at that. It had only been a week since she was rushed into the hospital and it was just as hard as when I first got that call off of her nurse.
Dad: I'm on my way sweetie, I'll be as fast as I can and we'll both go and see Mum together. And tomorrow I'll go to the Headteacher and ask him for you to be excused from all homeworks for now. Until we know for sure that everything's going to be alright. Okay?
Me: Okay Dad. See you soon, yeah?
Dad: Absolutely Hon.
The phone call ended and around 20 minutes later, I saw Dad's car coming down the road. He stopped in front of me and I jumped in. I took deep breaths as I prepared myself to see my Mum again. It was always hard to see her like this, especially since she was such a strong person, someone who never gave in too easily and would always fight for what she thought no matter what. Then to all of a sudden to see her look so...so weak....and helpless....the tubes didn't really help me at all, but the fact that I kept hearing the heart monitor beep and the sound of her breathing in the oxygen from the mask helped me know that she wasn't gone yet and that she was still fighting, fighting to survive.

Hi guys! I know this one is kinda depressing but I also have to prepare some negative stories for the exam. But I hope that you like it, so please comment any ideas that you may have or vote this short story. Sorry it's taken me so long to get a chapter up, so please enjoy that as well as this one and pretty please forgive me?

RoxyWebster2002