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"You are such a disgrace!" my father yelled as the palm of his hand collided in my right cheek. "You're 17 and you can't do simple calculus! What kind of grade is this!" My mind is going blank. Maybe it's because of the pain. "If you don't want to go to school the just say it instead of wasting your mothers' money!" my father yelled once again before leaving my room. A loud sound was created as he slammed the door.
I cried all afternoon because of the pain in my body and my heart. I need my parents to sign my test papers so that they can see their childs' progress in school. I did not fail any subject but I got 20 mistakes out of 100, and yes you are right. That's the reason why I was wounded and in pain.
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I AM AN ONLY CHILD.
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It was Saturday morning. This is one of the worst Saturdays that I ever had. I got a full rant from my father last night and from my mother when she got home. My skin is so pale, maybe because of lack of water in my body. I cried way too much last night and my body has bruises in certain parts. well, at least it can't be seen if I put on some decent clothes on.
My phone vibrated, I got a text from my friend Linsie.
You got 8th place! So proud of you Amb! :*
-Linsie <3
I smiled at this, I got a fan hoho. Linsie is one of my friends. She is one of our class officers that's why she is always updated on the class standings. she is such a good friend. My smile vanished as my Mom entered my room.
"What are you about?" she said as her eyebrow arch up.
"I got 8th place this quarter" I almost say whisper.
"It's the 3rd quarter Amber. That's just average."
She said it! if only they can just be normal parents... that's all I want! I want to be an average normal teen ager! ohh but no. I can't bring myself to say it to them. it will just lead to arguments and end up? I always lose. "I'm sorry" is all I can say back.
My mom sat in my bed, I think she was worried. "Hon, I appreciate all your efforts in your studies, but I want only the best in you. you could at least try harder so you be in the top 3 of your class." She smiled at me. and in response I just smiled at her back.
I decided to imprison myself in my room. yeah, that's how I love my room so much, I'm willing to date it all day! I need to wash all that bad ore around me. I don't need it anyway. I turned up my music and listen to Imagine Dragons, One Republic and Passenger. I go down the stairs and hurriedly enter the heaven. FRIDGE!!! I got some of MY food. yes MY food. coz it's mine! I already prepared myself in this situation. it's like ALWAYS happening anyway. I don't got top3, they rant, got disappointed, I got wounds, cry, then the next you I knew, they act as if nothing happened. so, I baked a Nutella brownie. I got the whole tray out of the fridge and entered my room. I did not even scan the living room. I don't wanna see them anyway.
"My Gosh this is Heaven!" I said to myself as I take another bite from the tray. I am such a monster but it's too good !! Thank you baking skills! and facebook too ofcourse. all day I was in my laptop chatting with my friends while doing my report for Monday. fridging economics.
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Monday morning is the best! insert sarcasm here. I got a report in economics to ace, yeah I'm a nerd. judge me people judge me! kidding, I am not a nerd. I just love reporting duties. it's like: I know everything biatches bow down and listen in my mighty skills! School is the same, Nerds, Populars, Bad Boys, Normals, evil teachers, and us Linsie and me. We are so lucky! we share all the same class! how cool was that eh? eh? we are now juniors, and soon to be seniors.
"let's go get ice cream later!" Linsie exclaimed in the hallway. such a child a smirk curled in my face. I open my locker got a small bow and pick a paper. "and your flavor is... Pistachio" I laughed so hard as I saw her face sag. She hated that flavor since her brother smack it in her face in 3rd grade. I swear I can see smokes coming in her nose hah! she pick a paper and chose a flavor for me. we always do this for variation. It's a small lesson in life that we should be flexible. we don't always get what we want. "Strawberry" she said as she roll her eyes. and sometimes you get what you want. I do a little victory dance hell yeah! best day ever!
"Stop that, it's nasty!" she lightly slapped my butt. I stop in an instant and hold my butt. "It hurts" I whisper. she get her medicine kit in her locker, yes our lockers are just next to each other. She grab my hand and rushed to the comfort room.
"I'm sorry, now give me your butt" she demanded
I blinked... once... twice... thrice... "Hurry up or we're gonna be late." Linsie spoke again. "NO!!! Molester!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and unlock the cubicle but Linsie stop me and grab my butt, I winced in pain. "But... it's my butt. you can't see that!" i sniff not because she's molesting me but because she grab it and it frickin hurts!
"I saw that already. now don't be a crybaby" she unbutton my jeans.
"this is so lesbi." I rolled my eyes as I arched my back.
"FYI. I still go for vanilla so no chance baby." she said as she quickly cleanse the wound. "this must hurt a lot." she hugged me afterwards.
"and FYI I also go for Strawberry so no chance too baby" I smiled and hugged her back. "I got used to it I guess."
As we enter our classroom and take our seat, we saw strawberry and vanilla. Yep, those are code names for our crushes. they are in our Stylistics class some other classes. Linsie and I smiled at each other at this moment knowing what both of us have in mind.
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It was lunch break and Linsie fix herself in the comfort room while I was looking for a seat. It's so crowded in here good thing this place is also air-conditioned. As I walk towards an empty table, 3 masculine guys walk passed me which end up, I was squished by them. Are they in a hurry? I was also walking you idiots! where's your brain!? did you fed it to your abs!? yep, I saw it coz they're showing it!
"Freaking Gargoyles." I whispered to myself. my body is in enough pain already talk about being squished by these people after you suffer what I suffer.
Seems they don't heard me as they advanced in the table where the cheerleaders are. hah! you thought one of them will hear me and rant me and soon we will be frenemies then we fall in love then we live happily ever after! Nope. It's not.
I was already sitting in the place I spotted earlier when Linsie came in the cafeteria. She placed her bag in the table and quickly lined for food. I on the other hand was busy studying for the quiz in History. I always loved to cram. I always review when it is around a day or just a few minute before judgement day.
"eat. you crammer" Linsie spoke as she passed a plate of pizza. Means she's here and she brought me food. "I am such a freeloader. Thanks. And you, never study." I said without looking as I continue to scan my notebook for notes. "I don't need to. I can pass without doing a review. besides all I need are non failing marks. You on the other should study. Now enough talking and eat." we do a high-five as we continue what we are doing. she fully understands my situation that's why we stayed together. once we were in a big group of friends and soon split up coz' of misunderstanding.
I felt a paper land on my head. As I look around who tossed it, I saw no one suspicious. as I open the paper, my mouth was fully open for flies to enter.
"BITCH!"
Did I do something wrong? What the actual fudge is this?! Linsie arched a brow in my reaction and closed my mouth. "what's that?" I just look at her confused.
"I'm Sorry, stupid cheerleaders have low aim." strawberry spoke.
I just looked at him confused and awestruck. "Pardon?"
"Holy mother of red velvet cupcakes..." I saw Linsie's lips in my peripheral vision and decipher what her lips mouthed.
"That paper is not for you." He grabs my hand and then take the paper. "Those cheerleaders were actually aiming for Laura. Sorry on their behalf." Strawberry smiled.
"Oh good. I thought I did something wrong. Thank God." I said in relief and smiled too. "oh no you didn't no worries. Sorry again. bye." as he go back to the other table.
aaaand.... The bell rang.
I feel history is an A+ and my report is in A+++. I feel awesome. after class, Linsie and I go to the Ice cream shop and ordered what flavors we got earlier. After some little chit chat to Linsie, we decided to go home.
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"I'm home." I casually said. I did not greet my parents, and take a snack from the heaven and go upstairs. They know I'm upset ofcourse but do they care? NO. This time, I am the one who is in right. I never saw any kid got hurt just because they got 80 over 100 in a test! I actually did a good job in that one!
I undress and get my phone to play clash of clans... I have two accounts. One is TH8 and the other one is TH9. it is all planned. I will cook troops for lootngs in TH8 while I go cook GOWIPE troops for TH9. It's war baby! where? where is my other phone? I fvcked up.
I hurriedly texted Linsie to inform her and asked her if I misplaced my phone in her bag or something. but she said she have no idea and that she will text my other phone. AS I was about to call my other phone, a text come.
"Sorry got your phone. You dropped it when you were squished by the gargoyles. ;) "
-Hunter
Yep. one of the gargoyles heard me and it was the schools' Bad Boy.
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