After school I went home. I walked in the door to see my dad waiting for me in my room. Mom was still at work.
"Uncle Sam told you?"
"Yes about the grade and the fight." He looked at my face with his hand.
"Ouch!" I said.
"Sorry. I should get my gun and kill that guy."
"Dad I'm fine. He's just a big asshole and he got expelled anyways.
"Okay. Now what about the D+?"
I sat down on my bed. My dad sat at the desk chair.
"I really studied dad it's just that I hate poetry. Most of that final was poetry questions!"
Dad made a face. "I would have gotten an F."
I laughed.
"SInce you got attacked by that guy today I'm going to let it slide."
"Really?"
"But next year I don't want to see any Fs. Understood?"
"Thanks dad." I got up and kissed him.
"And one weekened without Kathy staying over."
"I guess that's fair."
"And for your real punishment I want you to clean your room. Dusting, vacuming the whole nine yards."
"Dad!" I whined.
"I'm letting you off easy compared to what your mother would do."
"I know. I guess I'll get started."
It took me 5 hours to clean and organize my room. Porkchop just kept looking at me going back and forth looking through my crap waging her tail.
"I hate you." I said looking at her laying there. With that she just rolled over. I laughed.
I went downstairs for dinner.
"Megan are you okay?" Mom asked looking at my face.
"Mom I'm fine."
"Yeah she kicked the boys butt." Dad said patting me on the back.
"More like in between the legs." I said.
"You two are so alike." Mom said shaking her head.
Dad had gotten take out. Taco Bell yum! I bit into my mexican pizza.
"Dean" Mom said.
"Yeah?" He said between mouth fulls.
"We're sleeping with the window open tonight."
I laughed.