I looked at my watch. Ten minutes, in ten small minutes, six hundred
seconds, my life would be changed forever. I'm not a normal 16-year-old
girl. I don't want to drive, I role-play, I only shop at Hot Topic, I write
a lot, I keep to myself, and I do tech work. I'm the only girl on a tech
crew of 8. My mom died a few months ago. She had battled cancer once
before, but this time it was too much. She died in pain, and she died
keeping a secret from my dad and me.
The will reading was boring. She didn't have much, so nothing was left to me, I waited and waited, but nothing. None of the things I loved when she was alive, nothing I gave her. Just nothing. I asked the layer if there was anything for me as the reading winded down.
"There is. It says here that you are illegitimate, your father was notified at the time of her death, and will gain custody of you."
I sat there in shock, not sure whether or not I should cry. I haven't spoken to the man who raised me since that day.
So here I am today, waiting. The school arranged for me to meet my father there. I had no objections, it didn't matter to me, I'd probably be leaving soon anyway. I entered the conference room slowly. To my surprise all my teachers were there.
"How are you?" Mrs. Butterfield asked me as a crept into the room.
"I've been better, so is my father here yet?" I asked nervously.
"Not yet, He'll be here soon." Mr. Sather answered. I gave my guidance counselor an odd look and to a seat next to my Bio teacher and T.A, Mr. Sabo.
"So the basic idea is to have her keep up with her school work?" He asked Mr. Sather.
"How can we do that?" Mrs. Redmond asked.
"I've hooked up a camera into each of your computers, you'll be able to watch her, as she watches you." Paul, the tech advisor informed them.
"Ok. What about quizzes and tests?" Mrs. Bluhm asked.
"Fax, you'll use a fax." Paul explained.
"What about art class?" Barb asked
"You'll have to find different projects for her." Mr. Sather spoke up.
Mrs. McDonald expressed her concern about my reading habits, or lack there of. And Mrs. Yes complained about gym.
"Why don't I just take classes at my new school?" I asked nervously.
Before I could get and answer, the door opened and four men, and one woman walked in. I recognized them right away.
The will reading was boring. She didn't have much, so nothing was left to me, I waited and waited, but nothing. None of the things I loved when she was alive, nothing I gave her. Just nothing. I asked the layer if there was anything for me as the reading winded down.
"There is. It says here that you are illegitimate, your father was notified at the time of her death, and will gain custody of you."
I sat there in shock, not sure whether or not I should cry. I haven't spoken to the man who raised me since that day.
So here I am today, waiting. The school arranged for me to meet my father there. I had no objections, it didn't matter to me, I'd probably be leaving soon anyway. I entered the conference room slowly. To my surprise all my teachers were there.
"How are you?" Mrs. Butterfield asked me as a crept into the room.
"I've been better, so is my father here yet?" I asked nervously.
"Not yet, He'll be here soon." Mr. Sather answered. I gave my guidance counselor an odd look and to a seat next to my Bio teacher and T.A, Mr. Sabo.
"So the basic idea is to have her keep up with her school work?" He asked Mr. Sather.
"How can we do that?" Mrs. Redmond asked.
"I've hooked up a camera into each of your computers, you'll be able to watch her, as she watches you." Paul, the tech advisor informed them.
"Ok. What about quizzes and tests?" Mrs. Bluhm asked.
"Fax, you'll use a fax." Paul explained.
"What about art class?" Barb asked
"You'll have to find different projects for her." Mr. Sather spoke up.
Mrs. McDonald expressed her concern about my reading habits, or lack there of. And Mrs. Yes complained about gym.
"Why don't I just take classes at my new school?" I asked nervously.
Before I could get and answer, the door opened and four men, and one woman walked in. I recognized them right away.