A Family of Its Own

Indescribable

     I slammed my fist on the desk as hard as I could, " Just give me my goddamn diploma and I will be out of the whole administration's hair." As I said this, I stared at him like a caged tiger would. However, it had no effect on the principal since he had experienced it almost every other day for the past three years. Through his annoyance, he managed to sound calm when he said, "Ruth, you know what I'm going to say right? I can't. In order for me to give you your diploma, I need a parent to sign you out and one hasn't as of yet." What I did next, put us both through a loop. Instead of tearing up everything on his desk, I just stared at him for a moment and walked out.

     "Fuck," I drew out the word as I walked out of the front office. Running my hands over my buzzcut a few times, I finally looked up and saw Tiago, my sister.

     "Jesus! How did you get your hair so blue, this time?" As I look at her with my eyebrows raised, she just shrugged, "I watched a youtube video and followed step-by-step." She looked back at me like I was an idiot.

     Tiago looked me up and down, trying to read my body language and said, "so... I'm guessing by the way your shoulders are slightly forward and the nervous habit of running your hands over your head, that he told you no again?"

     "Bingo," I replied while doing finger guns. "I'm getting tired of asking for that thing, to be honest."

     "Well, maybe you should just wait and train with us later since none of your life is working out for you," she bumped me with her shoulder and put her fist to her eyes and pretended to cry.     I looked at her with wide eyes and said, " why would you say that to me at my most vulnerable," we both looked at each other and burst out laughing at my reference to Kim Kardashian. While we were trying to stop I felt eyes on us, so as slowly as I could I turned and scanned the common area, but to my dismay, everyone was chatting in their own separate groups. The weird thing that separated me from Tiago and the rest of the family was that I could tell when people were looking at us and listening in, which comes in handy whenever we are meeting with clients, however, today I seemed to be crazier than usual. Someone did say I was going crazy today in math, I guess this is a sign that it's time to send me to the looney bin. But I know I'm not imagining this, though. Every other time I felt someone staring or listening in, I was right, but today felt off somehow. Maybe I just need to skip the rest of the day and go sleep. My inner monologue was interrupted by Tiago slapping me in the back of the head, Hard. 

I turned slowly to look at her and said "What the actual fuck, bro?!" in a slighlty louder voice than the rest of the common are. When I realised that, I looked around and saw that everyone was looking at me and whispering something to their friends ear.

"welp, there goes the last strand of sanity anyone thought I had. Thanks T." I looked at her but she was already glaring at each and every student. She then took it one step further and pointed at a group of girls, " Hey you," one of the girls pointed at herself, "yeah you... GO FUCK YOURSELF!"

At that, I burst out laughing, hugged Tiago, and began to walk toward the back exit toward my truck. I looked back to see if Tiago had went over and began to harrass the girls but something, no someone caught my attenton. A guy stood out from the rest of the students, almost like he wasn't supposed to be there, unlike the other students he was intently glaring at me. The only thing I that came to mind was to raise my hand high, aim, and flip my middle finger up in his direction.