i heard someone calling my name that's when i realized i had zoned out of the discussion i had no clue of what they were talking about i just sat there lost... and had to act like i had a clue of what they were saying
"melisa dont you agree" someone asked i had no clue about what they were talking about si i just said " yh i completely agree " then everyone just looked at me like i was crazy
"WHAT!!?" I asked in confusion
"you agree that high school years are the best?" someone asked... well honestly i would say yes again cuz it sure is even if its hard with the puberty and all but its a moment of experience whether bad or good it's a major part of our lives so " yes i think so " they stared for a while then they continued their lil talks
André was so engaged in the conversation that brought some relief for me because i didn't want him to give me the daddy talk.
then all of a sudden i found my self thinking about my parents i wander if they are ok since they left we haven't spoke i guess they having such a great time they forgot they have a kid...
the bell rings its time to get back to class i had arts after this it was actually one of my least favorite because it was such a bore for me true i knew how to do a lil sketch but i don't think am as good as mrs Williams make it sound cuz for a start i don't really love art as much. André retreated from his conversation and made a head sign so i know we can leave i get my things and start to move towards the door with André behind me he then catches up and put his hand arm around my shoulders
"are you ok?! Mathew" André asked looking concerned " am great" i said honestly i was ok just the thought of the detention that ruined everything but generally i was ok... the truth is i don't have any idea of what i wanna do with my life i really dont have any aspiration not quite interest me.
i get to class and i take a sit at the back am really not feeling it today i also feel very tired. After a while Mrs Williams come in and she does a recap of the last class further explains what we will be doing for her class today
she made a ballot were what u pick is what you get to draw. i sluggishly leave the comfort of my sit to go pick of a piece of paper which is will determine my fate for the next 45minutes. i stretch my hand into the little basket and pick up a tiny roll. i decide I'll check it out only when i sit
i open it up and it says *butterfly* ohh thats easy i smile to my self
i pick up a pencil and i get started the earlier am done with it the earlier I get to rest i feel so exhausted like i have been drained out of all energy in me
i am almost done Mrs Williams glances at me and the starts moving towards me. o lawd i don't wanna have small talks with her
"so Mathew how is it going" she says without looking at my work
"it's ok"
"oh you are almost done that's great" she says looking at my work...i just nod my head and give her a little forced smile
"Mathew you got a lot of potential i always tell you. you don't always put a lot of effort into it but it turns out great now just imagine if you invested more in art you'll be great" Mrs Williams says looking straight at me i was busy trying to avoid eye contact with her and now i don't know what response to give her
" I'll put more effort ma'am"
" good i like that Mathew"
she then walks away to the next student
ok so i guess am done here i put my kit aside and i rest my head on the table i decide to take a little nap before detention
the bell rings i pick up my bag grab the work cuz I'll have to give it to Mrs Williams
i get to her desk and she looks death at me
" think about what i told you Mathew" she says taking my work
i give her a little smile before moving out
i see André and i move towards him
"how was that" he said
"i got to draw a butterfly"
" aww that's sweet" he said laughing at the tone in which he said it
i punched his arm as i laugh with him
" ouch MATHEW" he screams
"i got detention see you André"
" oo about that we'll talk when you get home so text me when you get there"
ooohhh André why you gotta be like this i say to my self
"ok Sir" i say waving at him
omg these are going to be two awful hours
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