"You're going to summer school" he says as I'm entering to my room.
I freeze. Those words were not in my plan of things to hear. I find myself quickly disgusted. I want to die.
"Wait, what?" I cry "What do you mean by that?"
"Yep. From now on, until the summer ends" dad continues " that's why it's called summer school, ain't it? Ha, ha"
FuckI say to myself. Otherwise my dad would've slapped my face and shouted at me until I cry, because I'm very sensitive when someone yells at me. At least my exaggerated mother is not here. She would've made things worse than they already are. I got to admit that my family isn't functional. But that's another topic to talk about.
Now I realise that my summer is screwed. And I have no chance to express myself or maybe, I don't know, try to convince my dad? - which is impossible by the way.
The only thing left for me to do is cry until I sleep. Goodbye to all my plans. Goodbye to Josh, even though he's probably the main reason my dad is sending me to a "summer school". Since he discovered my sexuality he's acting really awkward. I can see all the anger going through all of his wrinkles.
I guess is a new thing to do. Until I'm back to school.
"Fine."