Trouble me

Dear diary

*trinitys pov*

Dear beloved diary,

It is now the third day of school. Luckily Jason has managed to get himself suspended for a week. Rumor has it he came to school in a drunken rage and punched through a glass window. I feel selfish for being happy about his suspension but i feel awkward around. He's a bad boy and I cannot associate myself with those people. Not just because I need to keep my focus on school but also because my parents are extremely overprotective and would kill me if I decided to hang around him. In other news Tessa snuck out tonight and I'm the only one who knows about it. I'm pretty sure this is a test to see if I'll tell mom and dad or not. I won't. If she gets caught I'll just pretend I didn't know. I'm watching Mia right now so sadly I have to go. See you later.

With love,

Trinity

I grab the bottle and cradle Mia in my arms.

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"(2x - 3)(4x2 - 5x + 6) =" I read out loud to myself. No it's not homework I just like practicing.

Most the time I finish my homework before the bell rings and if not I do it right when I get home.

My parents give me extra assignments everyday just because according to my mother.

They're not very hard so I don't mind but if I had the choice I wouldn't do them. It's more beneficial for me to work out of my school books.

"Trinity will you come here please" I hear my mother call.

I walk down the stairs of our two story apartment. "Yes mom"

My mother was a beautiful woman. She has long blonde hair. Not just blonde like a golden color. She had glowing tan skin and blue eyes.

No wonder she is a model she's absolutely gorgeous.

I on the other hand have ginger hair that ends at my butt. Olive skin and I was shorter than my entire family.

The only thing pretty about me is my eyes. They're sea green surrounded in blue with a touch of gray.

I don't want to sound conceited but I have gorgeous eyes.

"Honey can you please stay home this weekend and wait for the maid to come clean everyone else has plans." She asks even though she knows the answer.

Of course I don't have plans. I'm the most socially awkward kid in school.

"Yeah sure mom" I answer.

"Thanks honey" she kisses my cheek.

"Uhm mom there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about"

"What is it sweetie?" She has a hopeful glint in her eyes.

"Can i.." I'm interrupted.

"No honey you know our rules about dating" she says sadly

"Mom!" I say shocked. "I wanted to ask if I could work out of my book instead of on worksheets"

"Oh well sure I suppose" she answers

"Thank you" I run up the stairs.

My room is mostly boxes upon boxes right now but I have gotten a few things out. My plans for this weekend is to get totally unpacked considering I'm the only one who hasn't. I glanced at the clock. It's already 9:30.

I fall into my bed and drift to sleep.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. I roll over with a grunt.