Zabdiel's POV
Claire and I met up outside at the front entrance of the school as everyone either left in their cars, by bus, or by foot. I texted mom at lunch saying that Claire and I would walk home so we could explore Miami a little bit. We walked towards our house and just talked on the way. We found a couple cool places to hang out, and it turns out our school is really close to a golf course, not that any of us play but still. It's about 15 minutes by walk but it was nice. We get home and I use the key that my mom left under the mat because she was still at work. It's 3:10 pm right now and she should be back by 6 or so. Claire and I enter and both go straight to our rooms. We both just wanted to be alonr right now, I think. Our day was crazy. It's insane how quickly we got detention and no one bothered even looking at us. And the teachers, they don't really care about you, I mean they know your name but there are over 2000 students that attend this school so they don't really put much effort in getting to know you. But I'm still bothered by the fact that no one, not even one person bothered talking to me. Not even a simple "hey". At this rate, Claire will be my only friend, and I love her, but having your sister as your only friend can be kinda sad and I already spend every single day with her so it'd be nice to have actual friends.
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As I'm laying on my bed listening to Mientes by Camila, I faintly hear the front door open and close. Mom must be home, I think to myself as I pause my music and go to greet her.
"Hola." I kiss her on the cheek and sit at the table.
"Hey, mijo." She smiles and sets her bags down. A few seconds later Claire rushes down and hugs her.
"Hey, you." My mom says.
"Hey mom, uhm I have to tell yo- well actually Zabdi and I have to tell you something." She starts. Oh god, she's gonna bring up the detention.
"What is it?" mom furrowed her brows.
"Well you see, Claire and I got detention because we were in the halls trying to find our way to the lecture hall and a teacher assumed we were skipping class so she gave us detention right there and we didn't get to explain ourselves, don't be mad please.." I blurt out, while looking down at the table, so mom couldn't stop me. I lift my eyes slightly. She just looks at both of us and smiles a little while shaking her head.
"Guys, I'm not mad. I mean it's definitely an adjustment you're going to have to make because it's not the same school, and it may seem absurd to get a detention for that but what can you do. I'm not mad. I believe you both and I know that it won't happen again. Just go to that detention, whenever it is, and get it over with. Once it's done, maybe ask a friend to show you around the school when you have time?" She suggests.
"Well the problem with that is that within the 2000 and more students that go to Miami Beach Senior High, well none of them want to talk to us so he only friend I have is him." Claire says while gesturing to me.
"It was only your first day, I'm sure you're both going to make friends in no time. So other than that, how'd it go?" Mom pulls up a chair and looks excited to hear our answers.
"Well it was okay, kind of awkward because I'm me but you know. Oh, I signed up for girls volleyball, but that's basically it." Claire answers first while getting up to grab a bottle of water.
"Nothing happened, it was boring and I didn't even bother looking at sports signup sheets. I saw some music paper but I don't do music in front of others." I say.
"I still don't understand that, I mean you have a talent so why not put it to good use? You'd be reeling in all the girls if you sang or anything like that." Claire giggles and nudges my arm.
"I don't know, people just don't really appreciate that type of talent anymore, even less if you're a guy. Anyways, y tú mamá?" I ask, turning my head to my mother.
"My day was great," she starts.
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"Zabdi!!" I wake up to my mom screaming my name from the kitchen. I grunt while stretching and pulling the covers off. I look at my phone : 6:10 am. I rush downstairs to see what she wants.
"What?" I rub my eyes to adjust to the bright sun coming through the window.
"Detention is today, sí?" She asks. I nod.
"Okay you can take the car today, I'll get Sara to drive me there and back today, she's one of my coworkers, really nice." She adds.
"Okay, gracias mom." I kiss her cheek and get ready for school.
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My first half of the day went okay. First block was History, followed by Music, then Math. It's lunch now and Claire and I have the same lunch period. I find an empty table and wait with my tray of food as Claire walks up. She looks drained.
"How's it going?" I take a sip of my water.
"Well I'm exhausted and irritated. I start off with Math and everyone knows that numbers aren't my forte then I have Gym which was fun, then English and my class is just out of control. It's an adjustment alright." She says imitating mom.
"Have you made any friends at least?" I ask, hoping to get her talking about something else.
"If I had friends, would I be sitting here alone with you?" She gives me a sassy look.
"Well my bad, I was just wondering cause clearly neither have I." I say whole gesturing to the empty seats next to me.
"I just wish we didn't have to leave our friends back home. I miss everything, the classes, the people, everything." She sighs while picking at her food.
"Well this is home now. I mean it's the least we can do, mom needed to get out and she deserved better than Eduardo and everything in Puerto Rico. She does everything for us, we owe her that." I say, my voice slightly shaky and my eyes glossy. I'm not even able to call my own father "dad". I've lost my respect for him and all I want to do is forget about him. She simply nods and takes my hand and squeezes it to comfort me. She knows how I feel about our father and all the trouble he's caused our family. I squeeze hers back and manage to give her a small smile.
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Baylie's POV
I just finished Bio and I'm off to my locker. Olivia and I both have Bio 12 because we took Bio 11 when we were in grade 10 which means next year we'll get another spare. I place my books in my locker and remember that I have detention in 5 minutes. I sigh at the thought but chuckle as the memory of how we got the detention comes back. It was worth it. As I walk to the music class where Miss Robinson is probably waiting, Olivia joins me. We get there and the door is open, but the teacher is not there. I throw my bag on the floor next to the desk that I'll be sitting at for this painful 2 hours. I sit down and pull out my homework and a pencil. Olivia does the same and within the next minute, two more people come in, the new girl from my Math class, Claire, I think and what looks like her brother. He's kinda cute, you should talk to him, my conscience says. No. Guys are stupid don't even bother. I mean, he's probably a fuckboy. I shake off the thought and look down at my math homework. I've never enjoyed math, and grade 11 Math is the hardest class I've ever taken. I let out a sigh as Erick Brian Colón and Yoandri Cabrera walk in. Erick seems almost at home as he picks a desk and kicks his feet up, meanwhile Yoandri looks uncomfortable and completely out of his element. It's 2:30 and detention is officially starting, which means the only people here today are the six of us.
No one said a word for the first 5 minutes but the new boy, he kept his glancing back at me. Maybe he was daydreaming? No way he's actually looking at me.. Miss Robinson finally entered the music room and interrupted my train of thought.
"Good afternoon everyone," Miss Robinson said as she placed some books down on her desk. She made eyes contact with all of us then stopped on the new kids.
"The new kids in detention already?" She joked and they looked embarrassed and upset. She was probably one of the nicest teachers around. She was up and about in the class, moving and dusting things, and we all stayed quiet while working on our homework. But it didn't take long until Miss Robinson appeared frustrated and spoke up again.
"Alright I've decided that I'm not going to let you guys just sit there and do your homework. Instead, you guys are going to help me tidy up in here. As you can all see, it's a mess here and apparently no one could bother helping me, even though I didn't leave this room like this when I left last year. So we'll put these 2 hours to good use and we'll straighten everything up in here. I tried last night, but it's hard to do alone." She finished, handing us all rags to dust with and Erick and Olivia grumbled as they got up from their desks. I sighed quietly so that Miss Robinson wouldn't br able to hear it and got up from my desk.
"While you guys start, I'm going to go grab some suplies and things. I'll be back in maybe 15 minutes. Don't do anything you're not supposed to do." She said and we all nodded and got to work.
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Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was busy but I might update again with the next chapter tonight.
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