Chapter 6
Date: 8/17/2010-Center Time, Planet: Earth / ITL5748, Dimension: 734,
Denomination: Milky Way, The Solar System/ 98706957448-8769540
Plausible Subject: Clair Alretson
Permission to approach?
"Daniel! Get your butt out of bed and down here right now!" shouted my mom, shattering my dream.
"I awake," I automatically murmured, knowing full well that I was not. Glance at my alarm clock, I quite surprised and annoyed to see that it was 6:05.
"I coming! Have you seen my shoes?" That would be the imbecile that had driver's ed. at 7:00 a.m. on the first day of school. The idiot brother of mine who never set his alarm clock-Daniel.
"They're in the front hall closet!" Came the shouted reply
I moaned and shoved my pillow over my head in a desperate attempt to block out all noise. Maybe Today would be different. Maybe today Mom would pick Jeffery as the kitchen "slave" who would do the dishes as she ran out the door.
"O, Clair. Wake up, honey. I need you to do the dishes!" No such luck. "Don't forget to wash the—
"I KNOW, MOM!" I yelled, scaring Sophie, my cat, and interrupting my mom at the same time. I hate it when she uses that shrill, I talking to an idiot tone of voice. It just arouses so much anger in me. When I was younger, I never would have dreamed of being rude to my Mom. But that's what being a pastor's and a chaplain's child does to you. It drives you insane, or makes you perfect.
I climbed down from my extra mattress bunk bed and began the futile search for my shoes. Owww! My toe! Note to self: clean room. And so began another day in the life of Clair Alertson.
After finishing the dishes and washing the stove, eating breakfast and getting everything-a pen and a notebook to write down lists of supplies needed for each class- ready for the first day of Junior High.
Most students look forward to going to Junior High, otherwise know as The Zoo. They look forward to leaving annoying teachers that you are stuck with all the time, and kindergarteners. But I resented the fact that I would be going to Junior High. At my old school, 98% of the class hated my guts. And for good reasons. Although I am a born and raised Christian, I have just about broken all of the commandments. There were only three that I have yet to break. I lied, I stole, I was the perfect example of a bad preteen. Except that I didn't do drugs. I did once drink beer, but it wasn't enough to brag about. Just a mouthful. Most of my class, all the popular kids, was going to the same school as me, so soon all the school would know all about me. Besides, even if my history wasn't told, they would still hate me. My old school was for the super smart- you had to have an IQ of at least 135 to be let in. It was also the best school in just about everything. So either way, I figured, I was screwed.
Just as I was about to leave, I noticed a note on the table. My family hardly ever is all home at the same time. My dad visits the inmates at different jails all around town and spends the rest of his time locked away at the church, writing sermons. My mom also is always at work and when she is home, she is gardening or assigning chores. We are never together, except for at dinner time. So notes were how we communicated.
Clair, I will pick you up after school to go the Veterans Hospital. Don't forget that its War Veteran Appreciation Day. Meet me at the front doors, 4:00
-Mom
ARRGG! I really hate that woman. I fell like I could kill—No. Calm down relax. Not again. Be calm. Relax.
Only when I sure that I had my anger under control did I leave the house and walk to the bus stop. It is a good thing that buses are always late to this stop. Otherwise I would never make it to any school on time. As I stood there at that old corner bus stop, I realized that I had no idea what my bus schedule was. O well, minor set-back. I would just have to guess.
I guessed correctly. I had to ride bus 46, then 66, then 96 to get to Tetritorson Junior High.
"Did you hear? There's going to be a convict going to Tetritorson this year." That was the first thing that I heard when I got off of 96.
"No I didn't. What did he do?" Whispered a second girl.
"She isn't a convict, yet" that was a new person, a guy-a guy whose voice sounded way too familiar. "Her name is Clair. And the only reason that she isn't suspended is that school hasn't started." Yep, that was Isaac, an old classmate of mine.
Time to get out of sight.
"You know her?" That was the first girl again.
"She was in my class for six years. She lies, steals, bullies, blackmails, everything."
Definitely time to get out of sight. Although I had dyed my hair, and started wearing completely deferent outfits then my old tom boy clothes, he still might recognize me. The last thing that I wanted was to be made student body enemy number one before school started.
"O crap, that's her."
SHOOT! I didn't even have time to get inside the school. Today was going to be a long one.
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