Chapter 5
Have you ever felt like the same thing has been going on to you every day? Well that's how I have been feeling this days. Nothing happens, I do the same thing every single day, and I even made a list:
Wake up
Get ready 4 school
Go to school
Get home
Wait for Mia to do her homework and then sneak Into her bag and copy the work
Eat
Sleep
And that was pretty much it, except that some days I would put a shower in the list, but just because mom complained that I stink. I honestly don't know why she wants me to shower everyday, it's not like I am Mia. The girl showers 2 times a day!
Now the 3rd last thing on the list may seem a bit too much, but I need it or else I will fail! I know that I shouldn't do that and it will affect my future later on, but I can't help it. I was failing every class except art before Mia came along. But now that she is here, that stopped. Think of it like this, if I copy her homework I will get a good grade. If I do my own homework I won't get a good grade. See? It is as simple as that!
" Maya!"
I turned of my iPod, I looked around to see who was calling for me. It wasn't long before mom came in my room. She was happy, happier than grandmas dog when it is time to eat.
" Your report card honey! Look at this!"
My mom showed me my report card and sure enough it didn't look bad.
Math........................ B - Real improvement.
Language .................. A- I don't want to see her wearing leggings in my class.
Social studies........... A -Has shown a lot of improvement.
Science.......................B -A lot of improvement!
Art...............................A+ - Good work as always!
I have never really failed art I guess, I kind of like art. I like painting. it makes me feel more calm. And math? It turns out that the pop quiz I had to take without Mia was a piece of cake, I scored 80%!
" Maya, this is unbelievable" – Mom said happily. She was so happy that I could see tears coming down her eyes. " I am proud of you, Maya."
After she left the room I thought about the word she said to me, I am proud of you.
I was happy. I was happy that my mom was proud of me, I was proud of myself. Well, actually I was kind of proud of myself. I knew what I had done, I knew that for most of the activities in math, it wasn't me who had done it, it was Mia. All the Science homework that didn't make any sense, that was all Mia who did it., I was just a bad sister. I stole my sisters homework. I copied my sister's work, I mistreated my sister and lastly I didn't even call her my sister. After thinking about all those things that I had done, I new that I shouldn't be proud of myself, I should be disappointed.
When the new quarter started, I made a commitment, I was going to be the new me. I was going to change, I was going to stop copying Mia, I was going to do all the work myself.
It was time to go to Mrs. Kapish class. I was not a bit excited. I was mad since it was the first class of the day.
Before I could even go to my sit, Mrs.Kapish called Mia and I to her desk.
"Girls, you are in so much trouble" – she told us.
" Mrs. Kapish? I don't understand."- Mia relied
