Divided

Back to Prison

Day two. I don't think I'm going to make it. I know I might seem a little dramatic to you but, these people are all so different...yet all the same...they only stick to their little groups. Their comfort zone. I feel like I'm going to screw everything up if I say something that only two people care about and then the rest disagree...and each 'clique' has its own leader. This might only be my second day but I already know so much about this school! for example:

Jamie Kratts; cheer leading goddess and best flyer

Evan_Bass; (still don't know his real last name) lead guitarist in his one man band, but basically leader of all music geeks 

Dylan Baker; Jock...also Jamies boyfriend...isn't that ironic     *Gag*

Kyra Freighten; Fashion guru and best singer ever!

Emily Sutton; To be actress/Broadway star! very dramatic and gets the lead in every musical...

then there's me. the nobody in the back of the class, the girl who bumps into anyone and everyone, and, my personal favorite, the girl who cant accomplish anything. the only thing I can 'do' is play some guitar and I barely know anything but a couple chords...any who time to get to school and survive the day!

the bus ride was so quick, I wanted it to take longer! I got off the buss and walked to my locker with my bag of accessories and books. At that moment Kyra walked over and her eyes sparkled!

"WOW! now that's more like it! add some color to your locker! I knew you had a fashion sense!" she helped me unload my stuff and organize it beautifully in my locker. It looked pretty amazing!

"Yay we went to the store last night and I thought, why not?" I walked with her to class, we had 1st period, 3 period, and 7th period together. before the bell rang she forced me to take a selfie with her but I just barely smiled. I hate getting my picture taken, but I didn't want to tell her that...she is, after all, my only friend so far..

"Okay class, welcome to your second day. This is my classroom and I am the teacher, so no talking while i'm talking and pay attention. If you let me get through the lesson you will find I'm actually really easy to get along with. This is Geometry..." that's all I heard before I started to doze off and text people throughout  the whole class.

After that seemingly never ending class, I headed to stretching and toning. I hate physical activity but this was actually not that bad, although, I did sit in the back with my new 'friend' Patrica and we just talked. We barely did any of the activities assigned...

AH HA! another one to add to my list;

Patrica Mathew; Best soccer player/drummer in the whole school! also naturally gorgeous!

so lets skip to lunch, the most boring part of the day yet the most satisfying. Patty (Patrica) insisted on us eating in the cafeteria, so I agreed... right away there was a fight in the corner, near the first lunch line. people can be real idiots. I mean whats the point of starting a fight?! especially in school?! I mean just grow up! anyways, we got our food and I am a slow eater so I just packed half of my lunch in my book bag for 7th period. Mrs. Mulligan doesn't really care what we do as long as we know what we need to know by the end of each semester...

Its only my second day yet I feel like I've been here for  two years!

In 6th period, after lunch, I listened to music and read from the text books while our reading teacher, Mr. Morison, babbled on and on about what we will learn this semester...something about expressive language and public speaking...and the only reason I heard that was because I'm terrified of it! So, I am a little worried about that but iver all, the only thing I remember about 6th period was listening to my favorite song;        Always: by Blink 182

Once I got to 7th period time flew by fast, I had both Patty and Kyra in that class! the only bummer was I didnt have that Evan guy to learn more about him! Anyways, Patty and Kyra weren't really friends yet so we all kind of grew closer this class period :)

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I got home and threw my stuff on my bed. It was only the second day and I already had homework in every-other class! I didn't really care though, I can do all of it in about 5 minutes tops. So I just got out my guitar and some chips, I was very lazy all afternoon. When I finally realized I needed to get some work done it was kind of late and I had almost forgotten to feed my puppy! my sister is supposed to feed the cats and my little brother does nothing...although, usually I feed the cats anyways so... I am the most responsible one, but they are only 6 and 8. I don't expect that much from them...

Mom had just got home and I already made me and the munchkins some dinner. She immediately asked about my father, how he was doing and what he was doing. My answer is always the same yet everyday she comes home with that hope that it has changed.

"You know what he's doing mom, no need to ask. I am pleased to tell you though, he is doing fine..." in my mind I wanted to add "For a low-life living in our basement and eating our food!" but I know my mom just got off work and that would be very disrespectful, he is still my father. I just don't understand what happened for him to get this way?! I remember very little of my childhood but one very happy moment was my 3rd Christmas when he got me a Barbie Jeep! I don't remember every solid detail but we have the pictures from every 'major' event back then. Now he is downstairs, in his man-cave...he isn't retired but I'm pretty sure he doesn't work anymore?!?!

I went back to my room after cleaning the dishes from dinner and I got on my laptop to write. the one thing that let me escape. the one thing that felt right.