Is there more to life than this? (Xavier)
May 20, 2013 15:34:07 GMT -5
Post by Kamillia Engel on May 20, 2013 15:34:07 GMT -5
Kamillia walked into the detention room with a heavy sigh. She hated getting caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to, because she wasn’t just going to get in trouble at school. No, she was also going to get into trouble at home too. What a mess, the worst thing about all of this is that she couldn’t even remember what she had done to get detention for.
This had to be the worst day ever. Other than getting detention for something she didn’t know what she had done for, she also got an F on her history quiz. It made her wonder how much it was going to knock her average grade done to in that class. What was her Gramps going to say about that? Two big news, and two things he was going to be disappointed with, it so wasn’t fair. It kind of made her want to be back in Germany, where she didn’t have to go home with disappointed parents, because her parents didn’t give a crap what her grades were, or if she got detention as long as they didn’t need to do anything; like pay for something. In short, she was saying she rather have to go home with people who didn’t care than go home to someone who did and have that person be disappointed with her.
Anyone would think that if she didn’t like disappointing her gramps so much than she would just quiet getting in trouble. The thing was, she liked getting in trouble, and she liked doing stupid crap. It got her heart racing, and adrenaline flowing; a feeling she always loved. It was why she liked skateboarding, and concerts, and a lot of other things. But no one seemed to understand that, so she was at a loss with what she was suppose to do. Kam took a random seat in the classroom; unfortunately, she did not know she was going to be spending this detention with someone else.
This had to be the worst day ever. Other than getting detention for something she didn’t know what she had done for, she also got an F on her history quiz. It made her wonder how much it was going to knock her average grade done to in that class. What was her Gramps going to say about that? Two big news, and two things he was going to be disappointed with, it so wasn’t fair. It kind of made her want to be back in Germany, where she didn’t have to go home with disappointed parents, because her parents didn’t give a crap what her grades were, or if she got detention as long as they didn’t need to do anything; like pay for something. In short, she was saying she rather have to go home with people who didn’t care than go home to someone who did and have that person be disappointed with her.
Anyone would think that if she didn’t like disappointing her gramps so much than she would just quiet getting in trouble. The thing was, she liked getting in trouble, and she liked doing stupid crap. It got her heart racing, and adrenaline flowing; a feeling she always loved. It was why she liked skateboarding, and concerts, and a lot of other things. But no one seemed to understand that, so she was at a loss with what she was suppose to do. Kam took a random seat in the classroom; unfortunately, she did not know she was going to be spending this detention with someone else.