Break Away- Part 2

          “Can I ask you one thing?” I said as Jaclyn walked into the kitchen. I always call my mom by her first name. I never call her mom. The same goes for James, my dad. “Yes, and why don’t you call me mom for a change?” she said taking the plates out of the cabinet. “Because your not.” I said with a straight face. “Why are you sending me to boarding school?” “Now don’t me wrong, but it is for your own good. You have been showing dishonorable behavior lately. You have been back talking your father and I, you’re ungrateful. That would be why you are going.” Me, ungrateful? I believe she is the one being ungrateful. She is the one who doesn’t care about me.

          “Me? Yeah right Jaclyn!” I was raising my voice little by little. “Don’t you dare raise your voice at me Breezy!” now she was raising her voice at me. “How about you not raise it at me?” I was getting in her face. That was usual for us to fight. “How dare you! Go to your room!” she shouted at me. “Fine be me!” I said as I stomped off to my room and slamming my door shut.

          I was finishing packing my bags. I couldn’t wait to get away from her. I knew she was happy to get away from me. I just sat on my bed and looked around. Why was this happening to me? I mean, I knew the real reason why she wanted me gone. But, who cares? All of a sudden, my door slammed open with a loud crashing sound. It was James in my doorway yelling at me.

          “How dare you yell at your mother like that? What has gotten into you?” he said walking in my room. I just stared at him and crossed my arms over. “She isn’t my real mom and you aren’t my real dad.” I said sternly. “I swear Breezy, if you were my child I would slap you.” “If you were my real dad id kick you.” I said turning my head the other way and crossing over my legs. He knew where he would get kicked too.  “Come again?” he said walking toward me. “Nothing. Get out of my room.” I said not looking at him. He just walked off and closed me door.

          After all that drama, I curled up in my bed for the last night. I had thoughts racing through my head at once. I was thinking about how boarding school would be. I was also thinking about my real mother. I wanted to find her. Hopefully, she wanted to find me. At least I hope she did. Then I fell asleep and dreamt I was in my only wonderland.