Now, I do not understand everyone's need to actually WANT to go to school. Well, some people do.
"UGH, ALEX!" My best friend, Anastasia, exclaims as she slams her hand on the table. My cup of water ripples slightly.
"Yes?"
"Were you even paying attention to all of the shit I was saying?"
No need to lie. "Why of course! I am 100% insulted you think I, Alexandra Emerald Harrison, would ignore your amazing topic of what you did with your boyfriend!" Ok, so I lied. Not my fault she already knew I was busy in my own world.
"Okay, fine." She sighed, "What's got you so... detached?"
"Actually, I believe I am not acting 'detached'. Besides, I am pretty sure my mother is working her butt off again. She is such a workaholic." I frowned.
"Ouch.. Hey, how about we take her out?" She suggests. Maybe, we can.
"Alright, I will text you when I get home. Dad wants me home as soon as school ends."
"Don't you have wrestling practice today?"
"Eh, I am pretty sore from practice last week." I shrugged.
"So, you are going to take a break for the whole week?"
I scoffed. "No, for the whole year. Maybe a few years."
"You do realize they need you, right?"
"Pfft, do not be ridiculous. Besides, I never missed a day and on the side note I have an excuse. Don't worry, babe."
"Whenever you call me that everyone around us thinks we are a couple." She blushes. I always thought she was lesbian. I always catch her staring at a girl's boobs and ass. I mean I wouldn't judge her of course but why wouldn't she te-
"Ugh, lunch is almost over. Besides, do you really think the opinion of others matter so much? Or do you swing that way?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course not! My boyfriend is the best! Pfft, I am as straight as that pole!"
"The pole can change throughout time, darling child."
"Whatever, Time to go to history."
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"Alright, Class today we learn about World War II." Ms. Haltzer announces. The class groans well some. Most of the students here, including me, enjoy history. "Alex, answer the Do now."
"Uhh, okay." I never really liked being the center of attention.
"What causes a war?"
"Umm well..." My stomach churned. Ms. H raised an eyebrow then she seemed to understand because she looked away as if she never called me in the first place and called someone else. Ana and I gave one another a look. What the hell? I honestly do not care. It made my life a whole lot easier.
"Alexandra Harrison, please come to the main office."
"Take your things. Take the documents too. You have to write a summary about each document." Ms. H says. I put everything into my backpack. My heart beats loudly in my chest as I walk down from the 5th floor to the 1st floor.
Finally, I have arrived at Satan's hideout. Once again, I am joking. The principal looks at me with a tight lipped smile.
"Hello, Mr. Anderson, uhm not that I mind being pulled out of class.. what did you call me in for?"
"Please, have a seat. I have some unpleasant news to discuss with you." I do as I am told. My principal stares at me for a moments. Pity. What the fuck? Did someone die? Oh, God. Mom. It was like my heart pounded harder and louder.
"Okayyy...?" I gesture with my hands, willing him to continue.
"I know this may be hard for you... but your mother is.. dying..." Everything seemed to slow down. "She is in the hospital." Everything seemed so far away.. so... out of reach..
But.. how? What? Why? My mom does not deserve this. She is the most selfless woman I have ever met. She is so strong. My vision started to blur. What the fuck? Why would—?
"Alexandra.. I can ring up your family to pick you up?" The principal suggested.
"No? No.. I can go by myself. It's fine."
"I doubt you are stable enough.."
"I am not crazy. I can take care of myself." I rolled my eyes. Besides, I cannot have anyone worrying about me. It would be selfish of me. Mom needs Dad and Cameron.
"Fine, but I suggest you go straight home." I was already halfway through the door. I look over my shoulder with a smirk.
"After I go smoke some pot." I slammed the door behind me. I do not know why I was acting out. He didn't deserve it. I am going to the hospital. I need to see mom.
