On My Mind

Matt Wood

"Mr. Wood are you listening to my lesson?" Mr. Cotton yelled. The Toronto breeze was blooming on Jade Wilson's hair, her head turned around and she laughed oh how pretty she is. "Mr. Wood do you here me?" Mr. Cotton kicked the table. He had very bad anger issues. Sean Trabuff my best friend squirted his water bottle in my emoish hair. "What the hell man!" I slammed the table.

"Dude we have a goddamn lesson goddamn it" Sean snapped.

"You two" Mr.Cotton pointed "Yeah you two office now."

Mark Trans put his foot out to trip me. I was like I don't give one shit about it so I tripped. Of Course Mr. Cotton is an ass and doesn't notice I just tripped. Tamari Janickelson was sitting in front of me at her table not giving a damn.

"Poor Wood you bitch." Trans mocked.

"Mark I don't give a rats ass about your money your looks because you're just like the rest of the previous jocks look at them now their at their mom's house working at a shitty McDonalds."

Sean patted my back to signal to leave. Toronto wasn't bad at all, I mean the weather is decent but the chicks are above United States girls. Sean say on the white bench nagging at me. "This is your damn fault this is a wrecking ball to my whole damn full frickin frackin ride to any college I wanted. Sean was damn near genius.

I got suspended for 4 days. Meaning I had nothing to do for the next 96 hours. Sean got a 3 day suspension.

My mother the most sensitive women of all was in pieces. Not when I walked to the car door she was flat out robot. No emotion probably from shock. I guess this was the second time I did this. The first when I shot my father before he near killed my mother. Driving away from Toronto High she said "Since you screwed up school for a couple of days I want you to work on this old car and bring in some money. Pulling up to my house it felt like I could just insert my emotion to a blender then throw it up.

I dropped my bag and took off my shirt and put on a tank top. The Garage was mostly empty if you didn't count for the sports car in the middle of the garage. I spent a couple years in New York with my uncle he taught me how to work on cars. In fact I went to a private High School called Cloverdale. I opened the garage s o I could feel some air come in through. Being under a car for 2 hours really makes you lose track of time. "Hey you umm Matt right?" A girl said.

I pushed my self out. Jade was standing right there. "yeah that's me. Why shouldn't you be out with Trans.

"Nah he pulled some bullshit story on how he didn't kiss this cheerleader."

"No guy should pull some story out of his ass ever" I pushed myself back under.

"Hey you went to Cloverdale right?"

"Yeah why?"

"I used to go there. well I had to drop some work off from Mr. Cotton."

"Thanks."

She was on her way.