Short stories!

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I wake up and reluctantly go downstairs, my mom was cooking breakfast with my sister who was assisting.

I sit at the table and place my head on the table, yawning. After slightly dozing off, my mother places a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of me. My sister sits beside me with our mother across from us.

I go ahead and eat my food rather quickly, having to brush my teeth and get ready for class afterwards. My sister eats slower, already have doing these things, I can tell as she was already fully dressed.

I get up and get ready for school,
"I'll wait on the door step!" My sister shouts, I just nod.

After getting ready and declaring that I'm fully prepared after being asked a million times, my sister and I leave.

"Have a good day!" Mother shouts, I wave.

"So, how are you doing in class?" My sister, Indiana, asks after we walk out of earshot of my mother.

"How do you think I'm doing?" I ask harshly. I didn't intend for it to sound that harsh, just sassy I guess? Oh well..

"Sorry sorry. I know it's a sensitive topic. But just ignore them Delta. You know how they are."

"I can't say I do."

Indiana sighs, but nods. I slightly feel bad for..hurting Indi, But shrug it off. We approach the school and go our separate ways, "I'll meet you here when schools out!" She announces. I wave and walk towards my class.

I sit in the back, and already I hear someone sigh dramatically from the front. I already know who it is, and therefore try my best to ignore them.

But then they start whispering and mumbling, I want to bang my head on the desk, tell them to shut up. I haven't even done anything! I huff and look out the window. Judging by the color of the sky, I came way too early and now have to deal with the stuck up kids.

Mother already told me I shouldn't start fights and not to bitch slap other girls when they make snooty remarks about my brand new black boots. Or when they insult my grades. My grades are doing amazing compared to those idiots.

After finishing my daily stare out the window, I notice someone who was standing besides my desk. I don't know what she's looking at, but after a minute something roughly tugs on my hair. I sharply turn my head and glare at her, before yanking on her blonde hair. I pulled it roughly downwards, making her fall with it.

To be honest I didn't mean to hurt her that much. She stands up, holding her ponytail and glaring at me. I shrug, continuing my daily deep in thought time.

I don't know when the other girls approached me, or what they said, but one of them said another snooty remark.

"I wonder how her mother lives with her!"

Of course, this spark lights the fire,

"I don't know! Maybe she gets it from her mother."

"If I was her mother I wouldn't admit to her being my kid."

"So what your gonna hide her?"

"Yea In a closet or something."

"Guys she's getting mad, I don't think we should-"

"Oh look! She's totally gonna crack."

"I don't think.."

I just decided to ignore it when I hear,
"I bet her sister is worse than her."

Then I decided to throw a pencil, because my sister is beyond an angel. So I throw a color pencil, which hits the girl on her forehead. She flinches, but then calms down after realizing it was just a pencil. She starts making other remarks about my sister, calling 'One of the demon sisters'. They haven't even met her, what idiots.

I would slap her, or punch her, but I'm not sure which one. Punching would definitely leave a mark and if I do it hard enough I could break her jaw. But breaking her jaw would make it to where she could sue..so I decide to slap her.

I apparently slapped her really super hard, as she holds her cheek after. She must think I'm done. I stand up from my desk and slap her the opposite direction.

"You don't even know who you're talking about, do you?"
"I bet that's why they call you a bitch, Huh?"
"You really stand to the title!"
"You have a brother, Yeah? If I was him I would move out right when you were born."
"Oh wait! He did that didn't he?" I shout, continuing to slap her. By the time I Finished, she was crying, on her knees.

"Try being nicer, Shelby." I remark while sitting back in my desk.

She looks at me, shocked, before running off to probably tell the teacher. It's not the first time. The teacher walks in, I was expecting her. The other girls went ahead and sat in their desks.

"Miss West, I heard you slapped a girl repeatedly and insulted-"

I interrupt, "Listen, Mrs.Williams, We've been here numerous times and no matter what I say, I'm guilty, Yeah?"  I fold my arms. Mrs.Williams glares at me, But I tap my nails on the desk.

I get up, grabbing my bag, "I'll just take my exit, how long am I suspended for? Two days? A week? A month?" I put my hands in my back pockets.

"Miss West, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Well no..Maybe if the classmates would keep to themselves we wouldn't be here. Actually, I'm not supposed to be here. How long, Mrs. Williams?" I repeat a little harshly this time. I'm running out of patience for this woman's stupidity. She's way too old for this.

"A week, please tell-"

"I know I know. Please tell your guardian and return after your suspension blah Blah blah." I shout and walk out the class.

Wow. What a nice welcome. I just return from my last suspension and get another, Why am I even trying?