"Lauren, we got a call from your school." my dad exclaimed. "Another detention? How many detentions are you going to get before you learn your lesson?" he asked. Deep down I wanted to rant about all of my reasonings and explanations but i was too tired for his inquisitions. My backpack, hanging off of one shoulder full of books had to be at least one thousand pounds and all I wanted to do was rest. "Dad. Like you said, its just another detention" I said. I jogged up the flight of stairs and burst the door open. I flung my backpack onto the ground an plopped down on my bed staring at the ceiling. Why does school even fucking exist? I thought inside my head. " I hate my life." I murmured. But in the back of my mind I was still so focused on one thing and one thing only. Getting revenge on Ally Brooke.