Sprinkles - So you do know who he is?
Me - Yep. He came into work the other day, but he was acting REALLY weird. He was fidgeting and looked as though I was going to attack him... I didn't know his name though.
Sprinkles - You can be quite intimidating when you want to be...
Me - Seriously?! I'm a midget!! How can I be scary?!?!?!
Sprinkles - You may be tiny but you can punch pretty hard...
Me - Hah... Sorryyyyyyyy!
Me - Also! Did you ask your Mum what's been going on?
Sprinkles - Not yet! I'm attempting to do the homework Kravitz gave us...
Me - Ughhh!!! Don't remind me... I'm watching funny cat videos on YouTube for a reason...
Sprinkles - Procrastination at its finest!
Me - Ha... Ha...
Sprinkles - But seriously, can you please do the Humanities so you can tell me the answers...? Cause I'm stuck on number 3.
Sprinkles - And 4.
Sprinkles - And 5.
Sprinkles - And 7 and 8...
Sprinkles - May as well make it all of the questions...
Sprinkles - WHY IS LEGAL SO HARD?!?!?!?
Me - Because Kravitz likes to make our lives miserable...?
I pause the video I'm currently watching and walk over to my school bag and pull out my homework folder. I plonk it on the ground and sit down next to it. I shuffle through all of the books and work sheets until I find the Humanities workbook. I read over the handout.
What is the difference between Civil and Criminal Law?
What is the definition of a jurisdiction?
Draw the court heirarchy.
It's all a bunch of questions about the law in Australia and definitions and tedious questions that will take a long time to answer. I grab my iPad off my desk and FaceTime Harvey. I turn my music on and select a random Spotify playlist.
He answers the call within a few rings and the first thing I hear is him mutter obsenities about anything and everything.
"You all good?" I ask.
"No. No, I am not. School sucks! Homework sucks! Teachers suck! Mr. Kravitz, especially, sucks!" He replies frustration filling his voice.
"Deep breaths!" I advise, trying not to laugh.
Harvey's silent for a few moments and I can see he's taking my advice.
"So what questions have you done?" I ask.
"Ah... None?" He answers, making it sound more like a question.
I take a deep breath myself before flicking through our notes from class. I read over the pages and circle in pencil the answers that relate to at least one of the questions.
"What're you doing?"
"Going through my notes," I mumble, my attention on the words infront of me.
"Notes?"
"Mhmmm."
"Why do you take notes?"
I circle another paragraph and look back at my iPad.
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Nothing Goes As Planned
Teen FictionCassidy Simmons has spent the last two years running from her past. Running from her demons. But time has a way of catching up with people. When it does, it ruins everything that Cass has repaired. It exposes all of her secrets and puts strain on ev...
