Complicated Miracle

After Class Chapter 27

" How was your day? " Clint asks me as I drop my stuff on the table. 

" Just perfect. I wrote a paper about my dad's fake career in running a business. " 

" What? " 

" My teacher made us write about our parents' careers. Obviously, I can't tell them my dad's a god and a prince. I'll look like the weirdo from sixth grade. So, I needed to think of something my dad supposedly does for work. " 

" Oh. " Clint rubs the back of his neck, something he does when he's nervous or feels bad about something. 

" Yeah. Oh. " I nod. 

" Well, did you do anything else that's interesting? " 

" Nope. I just learned a bunch of junk. " 

" It's not junk. " 

" Says the man who literally started a petition to stop the school from sending homework home with kids. " 

" Hey, he did what no parents have ever done before. " Clayton says defending his dad. 

I shrug. " School's a waste of time. " 

" In some countries, kids would kill to go to school. " 

" Wouldn't I love to live in one of those countries. " I roll my eyes and grab my bag. 

" Where are you going? " Ryan asks biting into a cookie. 

" To my room. " I ruffle my cousin's hair. 

I pass Steve and Bruce in the hall. I miss my dad. My heart hurt really badly sometimes. It feels like someone ripped part of my heart out. I want to see him. To hug him. To have him brush my hair and tell me stories. I want to be able to hug him. 

But, that might never happen. 

Not without a little persuasion. 

Or threats. Whichever one works.