after about a month and a half i had to go back and see if i could attend school again, i really didn't want to but amanda was really desperate for me to. "max come in, take a seat" i used my crutches to get myself in, crutches are actually really hard to use. i sat down and amanda and the doctor began talking. "okay so i know that you're ribs and skull aren't annoying you anymore, which is good" i nodded as he kept talking. "you said your leg was fine just the crutches were annoying" he closed over the little folder thing he had of me and turned to face me. "so how would you feel about going back to school" he asked. i shrugged slightly "i mean i don't like school but my leg might get a bit of a bother but i don't know" he nodded and wrote down some things. "well what if i leave you another month and you can come back and see how you're getting on" he smiled and i nodded. that's great a whole other month of school.
i got home and amanda had to go off to work, she was only work half a day which was ok. i sat down on the couch and put on the tv, i decided to text tristin.
text message
sidekick
noodle
tristin, i get another fucking
month off school
sidekick
you lucky little bastard, i wanna
get beat up not
noodle
i can get that arranged
sidekick
nah, i think one day my mum
might though
sidekick
she's just gonna snap and beat
the shit outta me
noodle
yeah it's not fun when that
happens
sidekick
yeah i fucking know that
sidekick
gtg or fucking mr cleveland will
take my phone
noodle
alright ttyl
i swung my feet up and slowly began to fall asleep, i was pretty shocked that i could fall asleep. maybe it's the lack of doing things that's making me feel so tired. but either way i feel tired.
when i woke up amanda was home and she looked like super super worried. she started passing and bitting her nails. i sat up and looked at her confused. "oh max you're up" i nodded and rubbed my eyes. "are you ok, you seem worried" i asked, she vigorously nodded. "yeah i'm fine, there's just something" she suddenly stopped passing and sat on the couch next to me. "what is it" i asked, my curiosity growing more and more. "okay, so don't freak out" she started making me more and more nervous. "you're dads out of prison..."
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the boy with the blue shoes
Teen Fictionnothing is going right in max mills life, but nobody knows that. he always goes to school acting like everything is perfectly fine, like nothing is wrong at home. he is one of the most average teenagers, to everyone who doesn't know him.
