After a long day of school, running from teachers, and general crap I didn't feel much like talking. At lunch I'd managed to ward Cory and Topanga off with a simple ' weird dream where my dad was a snake and was trying to bite me', but I somehow knew Mr. Turner would be harder to convince. Stupid college education made him some sort of genius.
So there I was walking to the familiar apartment where I'd been staying weeks before. I'm sure the panicked look I had wasn't helping going to help my case much, but I was nervous and things couldn't get much worse at this point. As I thought this I heard a clap of thunder and the rain started to pour down on me. I sometimes hate my life.
When I arrived at the apartment-soaking wet and slightly peeved I'd made a choice.
I was not going to be pushed around! What happens at my house is none of John's business he gave up that right. Mind made up I knocked on the door. And waited.
And waited. Checked my watch. Damn. I was early. Again I hate my life screw the sometimes.
After sitting in Mr. Turner's hall for 20 min. (new resolve Mr. Turner not John) I saw him jogging up the stairs. I gave him my best 'I hate you and I'm bored look', and he had the decency to look apologetic.
" Sorry I'm late Shawn teacher thing ran late. Wanna come on in?"
I glared and muttered, "Loved to."
We went in and sat down. Long pause. Tension and air combined.
"So….", he said.
"So…", I responded not giving him an inch.
"Shawn we need to talk about what happened this afternoon. Normal teenagers don't have dream where they scream about their parents name in fear. At least not all the teenagers I've met." Mr. Turner said this all with such sincerity and concern I almost blurted out the whole story. Almost being the key word.
Instead I went for the snake story.
"Umm..well," I started, " I was having this weird dream where I was a mouse and my dad was a snake and was chasing me. It was really sniffle scary."
John I mean Mr. Turner looked at me like I a was a total idiot. Maybe the sniffle was too much. Mr. Turner knows I don't cry. Lucky I have allergies or that would have totally sucked.
"Shawn that was the biggest load of crap I have ever heard. Now start talking and I want the truth. And I want it know."