i walked into the doors of another manhattan high school. another year, another school.
mom and dad always say i could do well in school if i just applied myself more. they say i'm smart, which i guess is sort of true, but school isn't really something i excel at. i wasn't kicked out my last 2 schools for my grades, it was because i always ended up being in the middle of things. dad says i have a talent for getting into trouble, but i never go looking for it.
all i'm looking for is a little excitement. not really breaking the rules, exactly, but bending them. principals don't really seem to like that.
my schedule says my first period is french. even though i already learned french 3 years ago and took 2 years of it before, because of my 'problem with authority' (whatever that means) i have to start over. stupid, stupid, stupid. i have my metro card, about 15 bucks, and my phone. i could go anywhere in the city. i begin to turn back towards the doors when i hear dad's voice in my head.
damn it, neal! this school accepts you and what do you do? you turn around and get yourself expelled! again. rules don't exist just for you to find loopholes and break them!
i don't get it. in school, the only world that exists is filled with french grammar in a textbook. out there, in manhattan, there's a whole world full of opportunities. everywhere you turn, something new is happening, and yet they think we learn more in a room with walls that resemble a prison cell?
today i'll go to class for dad. tomorrow, who knows?
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the adventures of neal burke
Fanfictioncontains: some homophobia & bullying neal burke, named after the late and great con-artist and his father's best friend neal caffrey, seems to take after his namesake. with his father's investigative skills and his mother's flirting skills, he's a n...
