"mom!" my voice clearly showing the excitement that i was having. the table was fill with foods that i absolutely love. "thank you for the meal."
she grinned at me.
"i have something to talk about," she starts.
"really, what?" i questioned.
"you've got 18 detentions."
my breath stops as i heard the last word out of her mouth. detentions.
"you know that you'll get expelled if you get 20 detentions, right?"
i nodded, embarrassedly.
"you've never gotten this much detentions before, what's happening in school?" she asks.
"n-nothing," i stutter. "i.. i'm.. my locker is really far away from my classroom and i always become l-late."
"you're not lying to me, are you?" her voice, asking with a suspicious tone.
"n-no, mom." i lied.
