LHS, Series(Blood sisters)

Yes! Finally! Just what I’ve been waiting for!

Report cards will be out today and so will I, well if I‘m bless. Two weeks ago I got a four day detention for swearing at Madame O’Brien, my French teacher. It wasn’t the right thing to do but if you were in my place you wouldn’t know exactly what the right thing was. Mum lost three percent of her salary because she was always late to work and I was the cause, so I got grounded. No late nights, no phone (including cell), no I-pod, no computer and certainly no TV. All that just for swearing.

Mum promised that once my report card is out and great, I’ll also be out, partying, hanging out with friends and going shopping. By great, she means perfect, I’m talking A in every class except French. She never count that as a serious class and it doesn’t bother me because I kind of agree with her.

Honestly, I’m not even sure of all A(s), all I have now is hope. Hope that my grounding is over, hope that my grades are good, and hope that mum might change her mind even if my A(s) isn’t as straight as she wants.

There’s no way I can miss this party. Rumour says it’s going to be off the chain, meaning it’s going to be the party of the year. How can a girl like me with a medium social class rank miss a higher class party when there’s sixty percent chance of meeting her Mr. Football prince charming?

Opportunity comes once and if you don’t take advantage of it, it leaves. If it wasn’t for a popular cheerleader sister like mine I wouldn’t had even gotten invited, can you imagine that, If you can’t I can. It’s a shame either way. Been the unpopular one and letting her to get away with it. Okay, so the bell rang and I’m in home room, expecting to see my report card with confident that I passed. Settle down class Mrs. Ansara said. She pulled out her roll book and begin to take attendance.

Amanda Ark? “Here”

Christina baker? “Here”

Andrew Jackson? “Wat’s up.”

Kenny porter? “Yup”

Jocelyn pearl? “Here”

Jeannette Jones? “Here”( I’m fully with you miss)

Cody Cox? “Absent” j.k, I’m here.

Amanda did one of peculiar laugh. But that didn’t interrupt Mrs Ansara, she ignored it and continue her attendance process. Report cards were handed out after that. I didn’t do great as I hoped but it was good enough to hang on the fridge door and get me out I guess.

Okay, here is a copy of my report card.

Subject grade teacher

Physic2B= A Mr .Spencer

French2A= C+ Mrs. O’Brien

Trigonometry1= A Mrs. Kerry

U.S histroy2A= B James Powers

English= B Mr. Jester

Concert chorus= A Musician D

Accounting= B+ Mr. Ferry

My report card wasn’t exactly like that but only what I listed matters.

After school that day I got home and met my mum lying on the couch watching Romeo and Juliet , covered up with one of her warmest blankets with a box of tissue beside her. How pathetic, uh? For some reason every time she watches that movie, she gets emotion and starts to cry.

Hey Mum, I said tapping her on the shoulder.

shh honey, Would you lower your voice? She whispered.

Sure, I said and left her scene.

Romeo and Juliet bore me even more than having to listen to infuriating opera singers sing. I remember I had to write a paper on it once and act it out with an appointed partner. Trust me it wasn’t the most romantic thing you could hope for. Pretty worse I can say. Imagine been pair up with someone you’ll never dream of loving or having a connection with. Someone not within your record. Well that’s what happened.

I hurry up stair into my room and found the most comfortable spot where I could relax and think of a plan B, That is if my mum would still think of keeping me under house arrest after seeing my grades.

While I sat in front of my computer deciding whether or not I should do my French homework or chat with Kenny, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs to my room, for a minute I thought Jennay was up to one of stupid pranks until Mum pushed my door open and sat on my bed. We have to talk she said.

About? I asked curiously. Of course I knew it had something to do with my grades, the party and all but hey, do you think I will not play dumb? You got to be kidding me.

Jeannette, I know how much you want to go to this party and how unhappy you’ll be if you don’t go. The last thing I’ll want to do on earth is make life miserable for you and your sister. I always want to see the two of you smile and for that------ she paused. You’ll go only under the supervision of Jennay or you don’t go at all.

Mum, come-on that is so not fair, did you see my report card? Yes I did and live isn’t fair sweetheart so you either go with her or she’ll go without you. I hope I’m not been hard on you guys? She said softy.

Yeah, I guess.

Then that means I’m being a great mum she said leaving the room.

Fortunately, Jennay wouldn’t want to be seen around me during a social party. She believes I’ll be her number one cause of been unpopular so she rather don’t take chances. It would be easy for her to ignore me, and that’s a positive thing for the both of us. Neither of us liked to be seen together, we were just two different person.

Fifteen minutes after the conversation between my mum and I, Jennay walked in.

Look missy, if you think I’m going to be your babysitter for five hours of enjoyment then you must be kidding yourself because a minute with you is a life time in hell.

You don’t have to. I replied.

You bet ,she said and left.

I’m not really worry about been lonely at all, I mean it’s not like I don’t have any friends at all. All I have to do is call up Jasmine, Vivian, Kenny, Massah, or Eddie, and make a plan with them. I’m sure they all got invited too.

The night didn’t go well as I figure but it was okay. Just not as it was in my dream. Three of my close friends went and that reduced my chances of getting what I wanted because it was like me being glued to them. I’m starting to wonder if they weren’t paid to baby-sit me. I mean my mum and or Jennay is capable of doing that. it was like i was totally invisible to mr. football prince charming. i siad hi like about five time and he did not even took the time to look up and see who it was. that's what happens when you have a barbie doll for a sister. meaning his eyes was on her the whole night. and the worst part is she already have a man. how can pretty girls be so selfish and have everything?

I couldn’t wait to get back in school during the Christmas vacation. all i did was decorate while jennay got to go on a date, cook while jennay has a party to get ready for and study while jennay sits on the couch and watch TV. that's painful, it's really heartbreaking. after the two weeks vacation, my excitement grew into non- excitement, is that even a word? Everything was soooo new. I was kind of expecting it, but not in the way it was.every year after christmas break we do something new in school, like change the paint color, put new posters on the wall and if possible have new friends and teacher. it was a newyear resolution, only it's because new year.

I walked through the hall of Lowell high looking at different faces, both old and new. I was getting hi(s) from people that I didn’t even know, and that was pretty embarrassing in a way but also very refreshing.

As I walked in to my homeroom I could feel my stomach drop and my only prayer was, God please let it be normal. Fortunately God answered me and even though few things were out of the ordinary it was still the old homeroom that I knew. There were no switching of seat, no new students except for Larissa who has decided to come back after spending only one week in school since school started. And well, new outfits of course.

(2nd period)

Okay, so I’m sitting in English class, which has also change from worse to better. That’s a good thing though because my first English teacher, Mr. Jester was a monster. Though I love English, he was my #1 worst teacher and I never obeyed his rule.

His rules was

Silent- meaning absolutely no talking.

No food, or beverages- meaning no water, gum, juice or snacks.

All heads up, pencils/pens and notebooks out ready to take notes and do class works.

No swearing- meaning (even the word stupid is not allow.)

An 1hr and 30min detention if your school ID is not around your neck in class (just his class) I mean he write people up for no reason and gives detentions to those who try to argue for them self. You can’t chew gum in his class and there’s no free time to chat (not all teachers do give free time but just at least the last three minute of class, that won’t kill. My rules were

Talk whenever you feel like, you have freedom of speech.

If I can’t swear or even use the word stupid then you can’t tell me to shut up or else I’ll…….. Let your imagination finish.

I can’t wear my ID because I use it as a weapon to strangle my self when I’m depress.

I did everything the way I thought it had to be done which mean I did the complete opposite of what I shouldn’t do.

Now there’s a new teacher Miss Latoya who is extremely gorgeous and nice, and she’s only 27. Few reasons most girls in class wouldn’t like her is because:

She’s young and beautiful and they’re probably scare she might get all the attention and the boys.

Now, that is a major problem because 90 percent of the girls in English class are boy crazy, 3 percent are lesbian and the rest wouldn’t care because they‘re bisexual.

The Christmas and New Year vacation seemed to have changed everyone and everything in school somehow. There are new assigned seats, that are seriously boring, new teachers, both normal and abnormal and even new hot students.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m talking about the boys only.

Andréa, my used to be best pal, who was a big fan of “boys sucks” is now dating Edwin Gordon and Jason the smartest kid in algebra class is going dumb, and I think it’s because he has a blond highlight.

Not to talk of my math teacher who changed his hair color from brown to gray and black. I mean who really does that at age thirty-six? Oh wait, don’t answer that.

Spencer my 9th grade crush grew like 1 feet high, and can you believe that I don’t only have a new science teacher who is so irritating but my five closest friends are becoming really insane?