Different but the same

Report card day

Hayes's p.o.v

Elizabeth(Mom):Hayes!Could you go get the mail!

Hayes:Okay!

I  walk to the mail box and skim through to find...my report card.I walk back in the house.My mom was in the kitchen.So I put the mail down on the counter except for my report card,walking upstairs-my mother stops me.

Elizabeth:Hayes,what do you got there?

Hayes:Where?(acting clueless)

Elizabeth:Behind your back.

Hayes:...Nothing.

Elizabeth:Hayes,give me what you are holding in your right hand that you are hiding behind your back.

Hayes:That's very specific.

Elizabeth:Mhmm.

Hayes:..Fine.(handing her the envelope)

Elizabeth:(she opens and starts reading through it)

While my mom checks my report card,her face expression changes from serious to a gentle smile,but it quickly changes back to serious.

Elizabeth:Acceptable.

I finally let go of the lump of breath I had been holding,as she hands the paper back to me and look at it.80 average.Wow,even I'm surprised.Before I go upstairs,I hear the front door open.

Nash:Hello!Family!

Oh no.

Hayes:Hey,Nash.

Nash:Little brother Hayes.

Hayes:Don't forget that you're one too.

Nash:Right.So,you're a senior.

Hayes:Nash,we've been over this.It's been two semesters.It's nothing new.

Nash:Okay.So...are there any...girls,that you might be interested in?

Hayes:Nash-

Nash:I'm just asking!To see if you were exchanging-

Hayes:Nash!

Nash:Just saying,I wasn't going anywhere with it.

Hayes:Right.

Nash:What'cha ya got there?

Hayes:Uh,my report card.

Nash:Ooh.Did mom find out?(sympathetically)

Hayes:Yes.She did.

Nash:Ooh.Sorry man.-

Hayes:I passed Nash.

Nash:Oh,wow.Congrats,dude.

Hayes:You know Nash,I might look like you in some way,but I'm not like you.I'm actually good at sports and actually smart-

Nash:Okay,buddy calm down.

Hayes:(giggles)

Next day...

Karisma's p.o.v

It's a new day,the birds are chirping,blah blah blah.It's been two weeks and I'm already tired of going to school.I have never had such a slump for school,I mean I love school but as I get older,the more I cannot tolerate school.I get up and do stuff.

Karisma:I am exhausted.

Yeah no kidding,Karisma.I walk to my closet and pick out a  Tommy Hilfiger sweatshirt,black jeans and white fila sneakers.I do not feel okay today.I feel really sick.Andnot in the mood for life.Which is very unlike me.I get ready and walk downstairs to the kitchen,where my parents,Kirsten and Crawford are.I walk past Crawford to the fridge and take my sandwich in a ziplock bag which I had prepared yesterday.