Sarcasm is an Art - chapter 12°

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Talk about a good way to start Friday

Mr. Clarck was giving me the talk like usual , because when I stepped into the empty hallway earlier everyone else was in class , so of course I already knew I was ten minutes late , but seriously though I couldn't give a flying mosquito about it .

And I'm sure as hell I wasn't ready for another detention so I just played along , nodding my head as an approval to what he was saying even though I really wasn't paying any attention .

Mr. Clarck Gave me a fifteen-minute-long lecture about the importance of being on time and on how I should get rid of my sarcasm that he finds really annoying , for what it felt like the Billionth time this week ... feeling someone's eyes all over me , I finally took my place at the end of the classroom and pulled my books out .


" So your next work would be presented in giving each one of you a paper that contains a certain subject from our next lesson and you're going to have to write a 6 to 9 pages about it " Mr.Clarck stated as me and Oliver groaned at the same time , making us have a little eye contact . And giving me a sense of a Déjà vu !

" If you think this is bad Ms.Mario , then you have to wait for what I'm about to give both of you as a punishment " his eyes move away from me to Oliver , Gahhd he's so annoying " well technically it's not a real punishment because this is a re-do for the essay you ditched last week Ms.Mario, unlike your classmates and Oliver because of your recklessness and for never bringing your book with you , I want you to write a 13 pages essay both of you , you can do it together or as individual , whatever you want to do . I don't think this is hard for you , I mean weren't you the one who said to me that you liked literature and were pretty good at it Ms. Mario ? "


And with that I was left miserable and pissed because of Oliver and fucking Mr.Clarck ! Well I can't blame Oliver he got the punishment too , the only difference is that he's handling it better than I am . The rest of the day was boring with just a couple of essays and homework for the weekend .

Man ,I'm so frustrated with school shit , I mean the year just got started and I'm already dying over here , I know I have to work harder on my degree , because like I said it before I'm a senior and hopefully I'll be heading to college next year . So if I keep it up like this , I know wouldn't get anywhere .


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I finally made it to my final period , and that was P.E. 

Five months ago If you'd asked me , I'd tell you that gym class was my favourite of all time . Me and Bo were the perfect team , you'd mistake us for the cheerleaders kind, but we were more like the girls that would take you down in a game of ball . In fact Bo , had this ability to whip one of those balls faster than anyone else I've ever seen , not even Oliver can beat us at it .

But now it was different , everybody else changed into their Gym uniform and got out of my sight and here I was stuck in the locker rooms by myself staring into the void , not daring to change into my shorts , while my finger tips are tracing the jagged line running down my upper right thigh .

To say that I made it out of the incident alive was an understanding obviously , but you need to know that my body wasn't free of scars . The main reason to why it was forbideen for me to wear shorts , skirts or even dresses because of the damage and the permanent scar on my thigh . Everytime I looked at it , all I could see was the fire , the ugliness , the lies , the guilt and everything that comes along with it .

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