"It wasn't my fault! Casey started it!! I just asked if she wanted some of my lunch and she flipped!" Lori is such a liar, how can anyone believe her!... "Oh Lori well if you say so, Casey what is your story?" "I don't think you have enough hours in the day to hear my story" I mumbled "What was that?" " Oh nothing, but Mrs. Baker if I tell you what actually happened you wouldn't believe me anyway and I would be in trouble for lying right? So let's just say Lori was right how much trouble would I be in?" "Casey if you don't tell me what your view is...well, all well Lori most likely remembers it better (see what I'm talking about) so Casey you have to call your parents your suspended for the rest of today and tomorrow, you Lori, may go, Casey here's the phone.
Let me tell you something about my parents, there egotistical, abusive, drunk babysitters...and now I have to stay home with them while they fight and puff out smoke through there yellow teeth, perfect role models right? Once I call them it takes my dad 30 minutes to drive 3 miles. I don't say a word in the car and once where home I dart up to my room just before they realize I'm in deep shit and before you know it it's screaming and foggy like everyday, then it's quiet, too quiet, all of the sudden they burst through my door yelling like maniacs, you can tell they've been drinking...now I'm really getting scared "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING MAKING ME LEAVE HOME TO COME GET YOU, YOU LOUSY IDIOT, WHY DIDNT WE JUST GET THAT ABORTION!!!" I couldn't move, they've said a lot of shit to me over the years but that tweaked me I yelled back "WELL IF YOU GOT THAT ABORTION I WOULDN'T HAVE TO LIVE THIS SHITTY LIFE!" I said it and they were pissed, my mom walked right up to me and slapped me. When she was waking away, I said as confident as I could "Hey slut, next time you have sex, your gonna need to think before you ruin someone's life."
I couldn't go back to school yet so I laid in bed listening to music. My parents haven't even made eye contact with me but whatever....*ring*ring* oh god the phone what now. "Hello may I speak to the parents of Casey Shay?" "Umm may I ask who's calling?" "It's her principal, Mrs. Baker" "Oh hi, it's Casey, my parents just left" " Well hello, actually I can speak to you, how quickly can you get to school?" "Well about...30 minutes?" "Alright dear, I'll be waiting for you" that's a bit of a shocker...oh god, am I in trouble!?! Not again!! Wait, did she call me "dear?" What the hell...she did sound a little different...all well I gotta get going anyway, she is waiting.
To be continued...

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My High School Story
Teen FictionMy name is Casey and this is my "amazing" high school experience. Love is a chance, but it's a chance at happiness.