90! How come it couldn't have been a 92! I moped to the last 3 classes of the day.
When the day was over I was relieved and nervous at the same time. I didn't want my parents to see the test. But I also figured that they would let me skate because it was a 90. Which is only 2 points away from an A. And since I got an 88 on my last Math test I could add those two points between the 88 and the 90 to get a 92! Which is an A! I smiled happily as I walked home.
Justin said, " So. How was the math test?".
I smiled, " I got a 90."
Justin nodded, " That's awesome. But.. that's also a B."
I shrugged, " So?".
Justin said, " But. Mom and Dad said you needed an A to be able to skate. Right?".
I nodded, " Yes.. And again, so?
Justin widened his eyes, " Well, do you really think that they're going to let you go?"
I nodded, " Yeah. Probably. It is only 2 points away from an A."
Max said, " Well.. what if you can't go?"
I looked at him and said, " I'll be able to go. Trust me."
We walked into the house and I smiled happily as I went up to my Mom.
" Guess what?!". I said throwing my backpack on the floor.
" What?!", my dad said doing a perfect immitation of me.
" I got a 90 on my Math test!". I said shoving it in my Dad's face.
My mom walked over, " That's great Alex. But you know the deal."
" But Mom, it's a 90. That's only 2 points away from an A. And since I gota an 88 on my last math test and I got a 90 on this one, well, that's two points difference right?".
My mom and Dad nodded as they looked at eachother.
" Well, if I just add that two points difference to this test, well, I get a 92! Which is an A! So I can go to Sectionals. Right?".
They stood there silently. I smushed the test on the counter, " Right...?".
" Alex, we told you an A. And no matter how you look at it a 90 is not an A.", my mom said wiping her hands on the dish towel.
" But Mom!"
" Alex.. It's great that you got a 90. But we're not going to let you go..", My dad said.
" That is so unfair!", I shouted.
My mom walked over to me.
" Life isn't fair, honey. But it is what it is."
I backed up.
" It is what it is? That's all you're going to tell me. When what I want mroe then anything in the world. More then being famous, more then being smart, and more then meeting Brad Pitt.. is skating?! How can you guys do this to me!?", I yelled.
" Honey, you can be famous if you put your mind to it. You can meet Brad Pitt if you buy the right tickets, and since when in the world did you think you're not smart?"
" I got a 90 Remember?! That's not good enough!! I bet if Justin or Max got a 90 they would be allowed to go."
Max walked over, " Yeah. No offense Alex, but I would not be an ice skater if it was the last thing on Earth to do."
" Get out of here, Max!'. I yelled stepping on his foot.
" Honey, if one of your brothers got a bad grade they wouldn't be able to do what they wanted either!".
" It's not a bad grade! It's a 90!!"
" I'm sorry, Alex. But you're not going. End of discussion.", My Mom said.
My dad knew better to stay out of this whole conversation.
I felt tears coming and Max said, " You are NOT going to to cry."
I pushed past him into my room. I slammed the door and looked around at all of my Kristi Yamaguchi posters. I went into my closet and pulled on a pink skirt, white leggings, a white sweater and my iceskates. I walked outback and started my routine to Mariah Carey's " Hero".
I skated around the frozen pond. I approached my triple salchow. I landed it perfectly. I have only landed that once. I was so angry that I just .. Well, did it. I was outside in the freezing cold for about 3 hours. I did my routine so many times that I figured, " Hey. If I want to. I should just go to Sectionals on Saturday.
