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Alyssa

"Fuck this shit." Is the phrase that will cost me my whole summer. I have never said the words "fuck" or "shit" out loud until now. And now is quite justified if you ask me. I am dying because of finals and the word "fuck" accidentally came out of my mouth. No big deal. Except that my mother heard me. And it feels like she expelled me from the whole family. She is sending me to a troubled-children camp. What the heck is wrong with her? I can't believe that my parents are sending me away with a bunch of criminals just because I said the F word. The whole thing literally went like this:

I was unpacking my backpack to do my homework and study for my final tomorrow when suddenly I realized that my english notebook wasn't there. Tomorrow is my english final.

"Fuck this shit, I fucking hate school." I whispered.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY YOUNG LADY?!" crap I whispered. My mother, she heard me. I hear footsteps from behind me. Then, shit went down.

"Alyssa, I'm so disappointed on you. I never thought I'd hear you say the F and the S words. I can't believe it. You should feel blessed that you actually have the chance to go to school." Then, my mother Alice, started crying. "What did I do wrong? First you steal a chocolate from the convenience store and then you swear. What's wrong with you? Am I such a bad mom?" Then, I felt guilty and said the next thing:
"Mom, you know that is not true." I felt a lump in my throat. "I will do anything to prove to you that I'm not the black sheep." I looked in her eyes, "I swear."
A wicked smile showed up in my mother's lips. "Anything?" she asked.
"Yes, of course. Anything." I told her.
"Well. You're going to Knightley's Delinquent Camp. You need Jesus, young girl."

And that is how I fucked my whole summer up.
Knightley's Delinquent Camp. Seriously, can't wait.

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