Invisible

Chapter 10-part 2

Mr. Craker was his usual self; crazy. Treating us like two year olds like always. But that day I was not in a very good mood and when Mr. Craker called on me in his little baby voice, I said, "Mr. Craker, we are NOT two year olds! I'm sick of you treating us like we are!" I got detention.

Matt caught up with me after class. "What the heck was that?!"

"I don't know... I guess I'm just upset that you're moving..." He held me in his arms, and that made me feel a little bit better. Then I remembered that that was one of the last times he would do that for me. Tears started rolling down my face, and he wiped them away with his gentle hands.

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I showed up to the detention hall after school. There were only three others there; a goth chick wearing way too much makeup, Josh, and a guy in the corner wearing chains on his ripped jeans and a black leather jacket. Josh came up to me and said, "That was gutsy standing up to Mr. Craker like that."

"Whoa, what?" Said the goth chick. "You did what?"

"Gutsy," commented the guy in the corner.

"I wasn't in a good mood, so sue me."

"Do you know what happened to the last person who stood up to Mr. Craker?"

"No, what?"

"Nobody knows. She just disappeared."

"Very funny, Josh, but she probably just moved away."

"Because she was scared. Duh!"

"Well, I'm not so knock it off." I shrugged and took my seat. Josh did the whole mimicking thing where he puts up his hand and said what I did but in a snotty voice.

Just then the acting principal came in. "Well, you all know why you're here, so let's get this started."

"Actually, Mrs. Neeble," I said putting up my hand. "I don't. All I did was tell Mr. Craker that we weren't babies and he gave me detention."

"He put you here for backtalk," she explained.

"But I wasn't talking back!"

"You are now, and I don't like it one bit. You have detention again tomorrow."

"Ooh, a two in one!" Josh commented. "Wow, Kathryn, I didn't know you were such a rebel."

"You, too, Josh. In fact, everyone in this room just got another detention tomorrow afternoon, thanks to your frirend, Joshua."

"Way to go," the goth said.

"That's three, thanks to Devyn. Anyone else? No? Then I'll be on my way. I'll see you all in detention tomorrow and Wednesday."

"Harsh much," I said when she was gone.

"She's like that. One little mistake and she picks on you the rest of the year," the guy in the corner told me.

"You know, you're the only one here that I don't know your name," I noticed.

"Ricky. I'm in grade ten."

"I'm supposed to be, but I had to start over the ninth grade when I moved here from New York."

"That sucks. Wait, so you can drive?"

"Not yet, but I'm getting my liscence as soon as I'm a citizen."

"Sweet.You may come in handy just yet."