I'm in so much trouble.
Not that that's uncommon for me. I'm a bit of a troublemaker. I have the kind of attitude towards adults that gets most kids kicked out of their schools. You know, authority issues or whatever. I blame my mom and deadbeat father.
See, my mom is the principal at Crystal Cove Preparatory Academy in Newport Beach, CA. It's a super fancy college-prep school that accepts kids in kindergarten and teaches them until they are 16, at which time they are completed with high school and go into some of the best colleges in the nation. My mom is the principal, which is the only reason I can attend. Otherwise my authority issues would've gotten me kicked out many years ago. And my father? Never knew him. Isn't worth thinking about.
I've been in trouble more times than I can remember. Most of my teachers think that I'm going to end up in juvy before I can finish school. Not that they'd tell my mom that. Then they would just lose their jobs. And the trouble I get in isn't illegal, it's just against the school rules. Like be in your dorms after 9, no romantic relationships with fellow Crystal Cove Prep students, and no going out into the state park without a chaperone.
Which brings us to what happened tonight, when I broke all three of those rules.
