Chapter 2-I pay a visit to the principal's officeA Chapter by Tali KatzmanThe principal's office was only a short distance away across the hall. It was 5 minutes before the classes ended so I had the privilege of walking through the empty hallway, but it didn’t leave me much time to think about what I'm going to say to Mr.D. Dear Mr.D, bless him, a beefy man in his 50's with an even beefier face but big eyes filled with kindness. He would never admit it but he always had a soft spot for me, every time I paid a visit,(which is pretty often),he never once yelled at me and never gave me detention. So in reality I wasn’t scared of what Mr.D is was going to say, I was more worried about the phone call to my parents. I entered Mr.D's office, which was as usually decorated with the school mascot and some trophies and awards resting in a glass cabinet, School pride on three! Anyway the principal was sitting at his desk with a coffee in one hand and today's newspaper in the other, his legs resting on top of the table. Clearly he noticed me come in cus' when the moment I sat he put down his coffee and newspaper. "Well Randy, not a moment too soon I see" Yeah" ,I shifted uncomfortably in my chair." "Ms.Dravis has been complaining about your attendance in her class, or lack thereof" "yeah", I replied, looking at the floor. "You know Randy I was never a huge fan of math, so I give you credit for just being in class", he said and a small smile spread across his face. then he took back his coffee and newspaper and said dismissively. "Don’t worry about it hmm…Mr.Burns…" A teacher was passing by in the hallway. "Well.."Mr.D returned to his previous position," I don’t think that detention would apply to you, just for listening to some music and drawing in your sketch book ,but, I don’t want to see you again in my office, not unless you won some kind of trophy that I can put in my case", he pointed at the glass cabinet. "Now go, I'll try to be as gentle as I can when…I explain your parents of your actions during math class, enjoy your weekend, Mr.Burns", and with that he returned to reading his newspaper. ""oh and don’t forget your player and sketch book, he rummaged through one of his drawers and retreated my stuff". "Thanks Mr.D",I said with a small smile, exhaling. The bell rang, and I could hear hundreds of kids busting the classroom doors, running through the hallway to enjoy the weekend. I waited until the worst of it pasted, I don’t want to start my weekend by being trampled into a pancake. I got out of Mr.D's office when only the last few kids were walking around the hall, some of them were my classmates so I looked away but could hear them giggling under their breath,(shut up). It was mid noon when I left school, my house is only a few block away so I decided to walk home instead of being mocked on in the school bus which at one point passed me by and I got a taste of some papers in my face.Anyway,so I was walking around the neighborhood, the houses looking the same and the trees were bare, all the orange and red leaves resting in a neat pile in the garden Just a few minutes later I was already at my houses' front door, but I was too scared to open it. What would my mom say after I promised her I wouldn’t do this stuff anymore, of course by this time she already got the call from Mr.D and is probably furious with me. So I took the key from under the door mat and slowly opened the door and sneaked inside, hoping no one would notice me. When I came in I got the hint of my mom' cooking in the kitchen. My stomach rumbled and protested in response but I kept walking towards the stairs. I got halfway up before.."MOM,RANDY IS HOME". II looked at the top of the staircase to meet my big sister Ashley who was smiling slyly back at me."Gee thanks bid sis'",I said with a snarl "No problem ,worm" ,she replied back and went down the stairs towards the kitchen, bumping me on the shoulder as she passed. "RANDY!!",my mom went running from the kitchen with her drape and specula. "What is it I just heard from your principal, you were listening to music during class again!" I rolled my eyes and went down the stairs to meet my mom's furious gaze. "Mom I'm sorry", is all I managed to say. "Sorry, yeah, and only you were listening to that mp3 player you were also drawing in that stupid sketch book yours". "It's not stupid!" Randy shouted, and regretted the words as soon as they came out. His mom gave a cold look, "well if that's you want to communicate young man then your grounded for this weekend. "but mom!" Randy started to protest, but his mom shook her arms dismissively. "No urging with me, your grounded, and of discussion, no TV, no internet". And with that she mrs.Burns left the living room, leaving Randy in a state of awe. "My life sucks", Randy mattered under his breath as he made it up the stairs with his backpack hanging on one shoulder, contemplating the miserable weekend he is going to have. He opened the door to his room which was at in the middle of the corridor, between Ashley's and his parent's bedrooms. He dropped his backpack on the floor, which was littered with cloths and sketches and threw himself onto his bed. "No internet or TV". He mattered to himself as he rubbed his eyes, then looked at the computer which sat on his desk, then thought about the TV in the living room. "At least I have my sketch book", that was the only positive he could think of in this at the time. So he just lay there, not thinking of nothing in particular, just staring at the ceiling, and then a thought crept to his mind. "I shouldn't have done that stupid sketch in the first place", I said to himself, and then I had pangs of guilt swirl over me feeling pangs of guilt, that because of a stupid chain of events he gets to sit at home grounded with no Tv and internet, his life lines. "Stupid, stupid", I matters to myself shifted my gave to the floor where my bag pack was, the sketch picking out of it as if teasing him. So he quickly got off the bed and took the sketch by both hands and tore it to little pieces. "well at least it's a good way to release anger". "Mom when is dinner, I'm starving!?"I shouted out of my bedroom door. "It's ready worm", I looked over and saw my sister Ashley peering through her bedroom door. Ironically ,although I have been her brother, well, ever since I was born and my room is right next to her I have never really seen the inside of her bedroom, not that I wanted or planned to go in there. She locked gazes with me ,a cold look in her eyes and a sly smile spread across her face. "What", I asked in a cold tone, knowing very well why she was grinning, at my pain and sorrow. "So I hear you're grounded," she said with mock happiness as she walked towards me, our faces now only inches from each other. I folded my arms and stood my ground, although inside all I could think of is how hungry and tired I was. She could see I was in no mood to fight, so she just kept pressing me, you know, for before dinner entertainment. "So how many times have you been grounded this month worm", she asked me, mimicking me. I had my head bowed to the ground because I was just so tired, thinking 'ok just don’t say anything, it will be over more quickly', but I couldn’t help but lock gazes with her again, she was touching a very sensitive subject and my eyes with persons were probably flaring with rage. She smiled again, that evil grin, because she knew she just touched a nerve, but decided to leave the subject, probably to let it boil for a little while, so we headed towards the dining room, hating each other juts, ahh…good times. © 2010 Tali KatzmanReviews
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12 Reviews Added on May 2, 2010 Last Updated on May 2, 2010 AuthorTali KatzmanAboutI am a writer. Images race inside my mind and I just try to get them on paper.Music is my escape,helps me think and create a fantasy world. I write sci-fi/adventure/fantasy/fiction short stories.. more..Writing
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