Chapter 2

My school teacher, Mrs. Grows, is giving an exam on Thursday to decide our determining factor of our grade. She says that I need to study and make a grade of above a "c" or I'll fail the year. My parents can't afford to send me to summer school at the rate the money's going. My grades are not that bad accept for math.
Do you ever have one of those days when you feel so stupid that you just want to scream, curse, and cry? Well I did today. My mom fell asleep and forgot to pick me up from school. I was waiting till 6' o'clock p.m. and I got yelled at by my principle, Ms. Vindect. She is the meanest, and nastiest women any person I have ever met. She said to me, "If your mother is late one more time you will be suspended! Is that understood Fricolo?" "Yes Mrs. Vindect."
I had to walk 12 miles to my house. By the time I got home everyone was asleep. My mother was on the coach knocked out from her cold medicine. My sister has taken all the sheets from my bed and I don't know what to do. I finally got my sister to move, but it was time to go to school.