I walked into my moms’ house. I’m in for it now. This is my third time ditching class. I look around and see pictures on the wall in the hallway that leads to the living room. Right now I’m wearing black combat boots black tights and a fluffy purple shredded skirt and a green t-shirt. In contrast I have my shoulder length white-silver hair pulled up in plaits and pretty green eye shadow to bring out my neon green eyes.
I walk in to the room and see Lucy my mom. She’s my adoptive mom. She has yellow-blonde hair she’s 5’8 while I’m stuck at 5’4. My mom is tough love and scary sometimes.
“Hello Jace did you have a fine time this afternoon? I did, I got a real interesting call from your principal saying this is your third time ditching school and that you will be sent to a Franton school and I have agreed, you will be living in a dorm and cannot call home or leave till the semester is over and there will be someone to come and get you so you can’t runaway instead” she said it like she was finally happy to get rid of a rat and was calling the exterminator.
“Well that sucks” I said.
“Jace, it’s not 2018 it’s 2048” she said yelling really.
“Oh I see this reflects badly on steploser, you and those other people that live in our house that you call my stepsisters” I said.
“Go pack, the lady said that she was on her way” she said.
I just walked off to my room. It’s like who cares, not me. I know I sounded like a brat but that’s jacked that my own mother didn’t even want me here with her. I feel so loved.
I start packing dresses, tights, tanks, underclothes, shorts, sneakers, boots, accessories, my curler, computer, computer charger, phone, phone charger, makeup, mirror, Tylenol, shoes, and other things that might help me. With all that packing all I have is one big purse, three suitcases, two backpacks, and one technology bag.
Then I head downstairs.