Jolt Kick Phenomenom [BVB + other bands]

Chapter 6

On the way to our 4B class, Sanders and I were strolling down the hallway when the same guy that tripped me, jumped in my face and shoved me into a locker. In the process, telling me to suck his large cock. I guess Sanders had had enough because he grabbed the idiots blue Hollister t-shirt and shoved him into a trash can. "Pick on someone your own size asshole." Sanders shouted.

The swagfag picked himself up, looking extremely angry. Sanders walked back over to me, making sure I was alright. He brushed a hair out of my face and turned around, taking a punch to the face. Sanders fell to the ground and I kneed Greg where it really hurts. After watching him fall to the ground, I sat next to Sanders. "Young lady! What on earth is going on here?" a teacher I've never seen before asked.

Great. I picked up Sanders beanie and handed it to him before standing back up to confront the teacher. By now, all the kids in the hallway formed a circle around us in curiousness. I knew I had to be patient and polite. I sighed, "Well Greg here," I said pointing to the kid who somehow managed to make it to the trash can trying to gather his belongings that were scattered along the floor and in the can, " punched Sanders." I then pointed to Sanders who was still holding his nose. "So I got mad and kneed him."

The teacher nodded and told us all to follow her. She led us to the principals office. Oh that's just great! Now they're going to call my mom... I sat next to Sanders in an awfully uncomfortable seat. We sat there making jokes at each other for a good ten minutes before Greg came out of the office with an angry face. His short, stubby mom trailed behind him with a disappointed look. I hadn't even seen his mom walk in. I guess I was having too much fun with Sanders. The office lady came out, "Has any of your parents showed up?"

We both said no. She told us whoever's parents come first to just walk in. We nodded and she entered the door she came out of. A half hour passed. Sanders looked at the time and laughed, "Shows how much our parents care about us..."

I laughed, "My mom is probably stuck in some stupid meeting. Probably called my dad, but he's probably fucking some diseased-filled prostitute. And my step dad? He doesn't even care..." oh shit. Word vomit.

I quickly put my hand over my mouth in order to block more of my secrets from escaping. Sanders looked me in the eye, pulled down my hand, and spoke, "I have no idea where my mom or dad are. I haven't seen them in probably ten years. My aunt is probably at some stupid book club thing and my uncle.... Well he's in New York for a month."

Wow. Here I am complaining about my family. I'm a terrible person. A tear slowly trickled down my face and Sanders gently wiped it off. We started leaning in when my mother started calling my name, "Cady? Where are you? Cady?"

I quickly shot up and walked to her, very annoyed. "Mom! I'm over here." I said as I rolled my eyes.

"Come on honey." my mom said while walking to the door that had big gold lettering that read: Mr. Gime; Principal.

I folded my arms and followed her. Long story short we sat down and talked to Gime. I told him everything, exactly how it happened. However, Greg had a completely different story. His story was that I was calling him mean, awful names and Sanders was in on it too. Mr. Gime even said that Greg cried. Whatever... my mother didn't even believe me! Seriously?! He called Sanders and his aunt in. Sanders told his story. It was exactly the same as mine. Finally they believe me, but only a little bit. We got a weeks worth of lunch detention and were sent home. My mom let it go, but she was pissed and took my phone away. Great almost all my music is on that..