Dinner now, I wasn't that hungry. I walked up to Maggie who was smiling as usual. I ordered something small.
"Have you patched things up with your mam?"
"Sort of… I guess.
"I'm glad. It's probably best that you stay living at home for now" How does she know? It's nothing to do with her! I felt rage suddenly start building up inside.
"Have you spoken to her?"
"After I bumped into you" Ugh! Why can't she leave everything between me and her?!
"I should have known. That old cow…"
"That's no way to talk about your mum!" That's it! Nobody understands! Why can't people leave our business to ourselves!
"Why can't YOU KEEP YOUR BEAK OUT OF EVERYONE ELSES BUISNESS!" I couldn't stop myself. I felt so angry. I threw the cutlery across the canteen floor.
"You think I'd let you in the school house with an attitude like that?!"
"I WOULDN'T WANT TO LIVE WITH A STUPID OLD COW LIKE YOU ANYWAY!" Oh great well done Connor. That's it. I've ruined every chance I've got now. I walked towards the door and was stopped by the crow herself.
"Pick them up" Ha! No Chance
"Now". She stared at me, looking deep into my eyes. Something told me to turn around and pick them up. Not wanting another argument, I turned around and headed towards the scattered knives and forks. I bent down and started gathering them all in my hands; I felt betrayed, annoyed and completely isolated. It felt like everyone was watching and laughing. I couldn't bare it. I put the tray back onto the counter and stormed out towards the exit.
X
Walking down the corridor towards the common room, I looked over and saw a poster hanging off the wall. I thought I'd actually help out and put it back up. I didn't bother to read it; I just put it back up. I pulled a pin out of the board and pushed it into the paper, low and behold the crow emerged from around the corner. I looked at the poster in a confused manner. The headline read:
PSYCHO SON LEAVES DAD FOR DEAD
She stormed up to me looking completely mental.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"Nothing Miss! I.."
"Heads office, NOW!" She interrupted and pulled the poster down.
X
I was sat near the back of the cooler with a pen and paper. I was supposed to be writing an essay… that wasn't happening. I had other things on my mind. Was my mum actually telling the truth? Would she stop drinking or was it another lie? Why did she talk to Maggie and not me? Eventually I just forgot everything and stared at the wall. I snapped back into reality when the cooler door creaked open and the only person who I wanted to see walked in. Imogen. She sat opposite me on another desk.
"I thought you might be hungry" she smiled at me and pulled a yellow tissue with food inside from her pocket.
"Hold on… You got into detention to give me these?" I looked at her confused.
"Lunch times overrated anyway" She shrugged and smiled.
"But I thought you weren't interested?" There was a glimmer of hope. Could it actually work between me and her? She hadn't seemed interested…
Chalky made us stay quiet. I picked up my pen and pretended to write.
"You've blanked me all day"
"It's just the way I am…away with the fairies sometimes!" She grinned. She looked beautiful. I couldn't hide the fact that I was really really… really into her. I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out a hand-crafted gift for her… I saw her drawing earlier and decided to make it. I turned to her and handed her a flower made of paperclips and melted pen lids.
"Be careful, it's held together by plastic… I melted a pentop!"
"It's beautiful!" She grinned at me. Eventually Chalky had enough of us whispering and moved her to the front. She held the flower in her hands, still grinning.
X
I got home before Mum. I went straight upstairs and found a bag. I threw a few sets of clothes into it along with stuff I would need. I heard her come back and go into the living room. I finished packing and went downstairs; ignoring the fact she was there.
"Erm, what's that?" she asked me. I decided to lie to her.
"Don't worry it's just dirty laundry"
"Well I'm not doing it not after your performance today" she slurred. She'd just got home and was already on vodka. She was lay on the sofa basically drinking her day away.
"As if…" I replied quietly.
"And you can forget about Saturday!" Told you didn't I? I knew she wouldn't do it.
"Like you' be able to drag yourself out of bed in the first place!" She got up from the sofa and reached for her precious bottle.
"You know, I've got everyone nosing into our business because of you! Well anything to break up Audrey's sad excuse for a life I suppose" She said pouring herself another large glass.
"Have you looked in the mirror lately?"
She sighed at me sarcastically. "Oh you think you're so smart don't you" I just rolled my eyes at her drunken speech. I wasn't in the mood for this.
"I wonder what Mr Byrne would say if he knew about this?" That should hurt her or scare her enough to stop.
"Ha, You can try and make me look bad all you like. It won't do any good. I poured my heart out in his office" She spat at me. What did she mean?
"What did you say?" I scowled at her. I couldn't believe that she'd turned this around on me again, her son who she supposedly loves and cares for.
"I told him that you are a devious…" What?!
"..Selfish…" Oh I'M selfish?!
"…little weirdo that can't be trusted!" THAT COW! HOW DARE SHE! That's it! I can't deal with this! I felt the anger rise up inside me. I couldn't stop it. I just lost control…
"Hahaha! I mean, what is a mother to do?!" That was it. I swung my arm into her face knocking her backwards.
"Mum… I'm Sorry!" She looked at me and ran upstairs. What had I done? I've just hit my own mum…