"Straights A's I presume?" My mother asked, as she put on her clear glasses to look at my report card. She read each line carefully, making sure to not miss anything.
"Yes, ma'am. I have a 4.0 gpa as well. Can I leave for school now?" I asked her, my back being weighed down more each minute, by my crammed backpack.
It was full of text books, a computer, notebooks, and regular books. I'd like to have one on rulers, but the school doesn't allow it, unless you have back problems.
"Yes you can go now. I can't believe you didn't show me this until the first day back from winter break." She sighed, taking a sip of her morning coffee.
"It's the same thing each semester, I didn't think anyone would want to see it. I have to go now mother. Bye." I sighed, taking my travel mug full of tea with me.
"Bye darling, I'm proud of you!" She yelled after me, as I exited our old Victorian era house. I looked down at my uniform, and it's hideous plaid skirt.
I went to a catholic school, since most of my family is catholic. St. Joseph's high school, known for acceptance to anyone who applies. Which really sucks because I have to put up with the losers who transfer in.
Since I'm one of the smartest in the school, I rarely have to show new kids around, or tutor. Unless they are really bad, then I have to take care of them and help them through school.
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In love with a druggie
RomanceKali Banks has always been a well mannered girl, with straight As. Her parents, who are strict Catholics and her father an abusive man, know that she is so pure that they don't need to watch her 24/7. That is until a certain druggie, Alex, transfers...
