9 Unfair conclusion

Your mom and I have decided that you would be going to a mission school.

The first thing that came into my mind was thank God it isn't a military school, then the next thing was What the fuck.

I didn't want to go to a missionary school, you know a school that functions under the supervision of the church.

Had it been any other day, I would have protested such a decision, but as things were" I didn't really have much of a choice. So I just swallowed the bitter pill that was my fate.

March 1st

It's been sixteen days since that fateful day and with the mission decision hanging over my head, it was time to bring to conclusion all my dealings villaville highschool.

Because I still was not in good terms with the school population , I decided to come " when classes were in session, but it seemed that fate was against me.

While quietly packing the stuff in my lockers, the principal decided to have a tete-a-tete with me.

He was basically yapping about how I was supposed to be a good kid, how he didn't want to expel me but situation demanded that he should.

Honestly he's words were pissing me off, but I decided to calmly listen to it "after all there was no use crying over spilt milk.

He talked for over an hour, giving me what he called advises" that should help me curb my anger problem and such.

Honestly I nearly groveled and thank the Lord, when he finally decided to shut up and let me be on my way.

But the discussion had taken time, which meant that classes were no longer in session:, cause everyone was out for recess.

Everyone!.

I tried to avoid eye contact but the whispers were heart wrenching.

My mom said that madness tend to be their thing!!!.

I can't believe we used to stay in the same class as him.

I am glad he was expelled.

Look at him, walking about like he didn't put some poor kids in the hospital.

I am glad he's leaving.

My mom said his father is also insane.

Good riddance psycho.

I wanted to shout out to them, that I could hear every fucking thing they were saying. That they had no reason to whisper, that if they wanted to say something to me they should just say it.

Whilst leaving the school premises, I saw Tricia, hanging out with her friends, I didn't know why but I stared at her wondering what was her own opinion of me " when she turned. she looked at me for some seconds then she smiled and waved at me.

That smile made my day, and I knew that even if everyone hated me " that I could always count on Tricia to still smile at me. After all she did give me a chocolate saying I love you right.