Being grounded, the time passed slowly, but Biology finally came. I took my usual seat next to Kayla without saying a word. I knew she'd realize I was here.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey."
"Ready for JB?"
"JB? What's that?"
"Jonas Brothers," she said in a 'duh' kind of way.
"Oh."
"Well, let's see… you basically know, or should know about the band in general by now. But what do you about the actual people?"
"Not much. Well, I know that Nick is cute, and sweet, and…"
"So you like Nick already. Nicholas Jerry Jonas: the cute, sensitive one. Sixteen years old, born on September 16th 1992. He's a diabetic and the youngest in the band."
"And you know all this because…?"
"It's basic knowledge, Brax. I haven't even told you anything interesting."
"Fine. What about the others?"
"Well, the oldest is Kevin. Paul Kevin Jonas II: The cute, romantic one. He prefers Kevin to Paul, and he's named after his father. He was born on November 5th 1987." I nodded to let her know I was still keeping up. She started again, "And then there's Joe." She sighed. "Joseph Adam Jonas. He was born on August 16th 1989. He played Shane Gray in Camp rock; he won an award for flamboyant fashion, he—"
"You seem to know an awful lot about this Joe." She blushed.
The person sitting at the desk in front of me passed a pile of papers back.
"What's this?" I said to Kayla, maybe a little to loudly.
"This, Miss Simmons, is a pop quiz. Apparently, you haven't been paying attention." I looked up into the red, pumpkin shaped head of my teacher. "If you had been listening, you might have heard me say to pass in your homework, you might have heard me tell you the answers to the questions you didn't understand on your homework, and you might've heard me say that you have a pop quiz, on your homework."
Oh, no, I thought, that homework was worth thirty points. And now I have a quiz on it. And I'm already grounded.
I stared at the questions about igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary rocks. I had no idea what it meant by mafic, ultramafic, coarse and fine-grained, foliated and non¬foliated. Science wasn't exactly my best subject.
I started filling in random answers hoping that maybe
I'd get some right. Thank God it was multiple choice.
In what
seemed like seconds later, Mr. Reel said, "Pass up your papers, I
don't care if your done or not," he looked at me when he said
that, "make sure your names at the top, you'll get your scores
back tomorrow."
Reluctantly, I passed up the paper.
"That was the easiest quiz I've ever taken in my entire life," Kayla told me, and she meant it, too. I don't know why she like science so much, but it was the one class we had together.
"Are you kidding me? I probably failed."
"Ooh, your mom'll be pretty mad, now." I nodded.
When science finally ended, we walked out together. We turned our separate ways to get to our classes.
The rest of the day passed slowly, as do most. When I finally made it home, there was nothing to do. I was grounded, remember? All my stuff was in my mom's bag.
She doesn't trust me with my stuff, and I don't blame her. I'd take advantage of the fact that it was there.
I thought about climbing down the tree and finding a way to the mall, but that didn't seem like such a good idea, considering I had no idea when my parents would get home. I could probably trick my dad somehow into driving me, he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, as he likes to believe he is.
I lied on my bed and tried to do my homework, but I didn't get much done before I heard the door open. I peeked out my window and was excited to see my dad's car.
I ran downstairs with a fake smile on my face. "Hey, Dad!!"
"Hello, honey!" he said, grinning back at me. "What's gotten you in such a great mood today?"
"Mom didn't tell you? She just called home! Mr. Reel called her at work to tell her about how well I did on my pop quiz today!! And he was talking about how I haven't missed any homework or anything for three weeks!!"
"That's great honey!"
"Thanks! But then mom said I can have my phone back! She told me you have it."
"Oh, yes I do, hon! Hold on a sec, I left it in my baby." He means his car. He's trying to talk 'in,' but he's always complaining about how terrible his car is. It wouldn't be cool either way.
He ran out to his
car, got my phone, and jogged back in.
"Here ya are."
"Thanks, dad!" I said, with a real smile this time. I can't believe it worked!
I ran back upstairs and hit the number 2 speed dial on my phone.
Kayla picked up after the first ring. "Hey! You got your phone back? Awesome!"
"Yeah, Kay, but my mom doesn't now. I had to trick dad again."
"Oh."
"Anyway, can you pick me up tonight? Around 9:00? I'll be in bed by then."
"Why would you be in bed so early? You can't say you don't feel well, they'd check on you."
"I'm grounded."
"Ahhh," she said, understanding. "Where do you want to go?"
"Umm… the mall, I need to walk around someplace other than school or my house."
"Yeah, that's fine, the mall closes at ten tonight, though."
"That's fine, I just need to walk around."
"Alright, I'll be there at nine, give or take a few."
"Okay, see you then."
"Bye."
I hit the 'end' button and started checking messages. I'd surprisingly missed a lot in such a short time, but they were mostly unimportant. A few of my friends were pretty big on chain letters. I wasn't.
I waited impatiently for nine o'clock to come. I knew my mom would come home, and my dad would tell her about my phone, so I decided to save myself just a little bit by putting my phone next to my dad's stuff. It would confuse them a little bit before I got called downstairs.
I wasn't quite ready to be scolded when I heard the keys jingle at the front door. Mom was home.
