Ever just wanted to just slap your teacher?
That's exactly what I want to do right now.
Mr. Robinson is always looking for an arguement. He's lucky I even had the courtesy of staying up and finishing his satan sent essay. I had only 2 hours of sleep and even the sleep i did get was horrible.
My neck is hurting so bad and I'm so tired. I close my eyes for three seconds and he calls my name.
" Ms. Shane!"
" Yes?" I groan.
" I don't necessarily appreciate you sleeping in my class."
" Well if you didn't assign that God forsaken homework maybe I would've gotten some sleep and be partially awake."
I mumbled that under my breath hoping no one heard. But everyone did and they let out a chorus of 'oh's' and laughs.
Mr.Fuckballs tells me to go to the principal's office, but I don't. I exit the moldy building, get in my car and go home.
a/n
Hi, This is just a basic/short introduction, Hope you guys continue to read this book and enjoy :)
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Living As Livvy
Teen FictionMy name is Livvy Naomi Shane. I'm from Honolulu, Hawaii, but my mom moved us to Colorado when I was 4 and now I'm 16. My mom is never home because of her job. I see through everyone's bullshit. I've been lied to all my life. Read as I tell you about...
