Part Three: Sad News

Beep-Beep, my alarm buzzed showing 8:30. Literally 2 minutes after hitting the snooze button it buzzed again, this time showing 11:00.

*At school*

"Please explain to me how you came to school 3 hours late", asks principal Rosewood for the third time. "Like I said before, I must've not heard my alarm buzzing", I say getting frustrated.

As we sit there in an awkward silence his office door swung open revealing the Three Morons, Marcus, Andrew and Ramiro. As my eyebrows knitted in confusion principal Rosewood spoke up, "Miss Wilson I've heard your in singing classes".

"Yes, I am, it's after school", I say feeling proud. "It would be such a disgrace if that was all to.....vanish", he said, sounding creepy.

"What do you mean", I ask, worried. "Miss Wilson, we both know you've been failing writing classes and these young lads have been failing math classes", he says stating the facts.

"Your point", I say getting frustrated. "If you tutor these young fellows, we will boost your credits in writing class and let you stay in the singing classes", he says not missing a beat.

*At home*

"So what did you tell him", Ashlyn asks me, while sitting criss cross on my bed. After the whole tutoring fiasco at school I decided to call Ashlyn, so now ten minutes later here she is.

"I told him I'd give him an answer tomorrow", I say panicking. "Here", she says getting up. "You get nervous, when your hungry", she says handing me a Snickers bar. "Thanks... wait where did you get this", I say remembering that Ashlyn was on a diet.

She hesitates then says, "Me and Jacob had a fight and he tried to make it up to me with Snickers". As I continue to eat I ask, "What did you and Jacob fight about". Knowing Ashlyn and Jacob they would probably be made up by tomorrow.

She starts sobbing and says, "I found him making out with Alexandra". My jaw dropped making the half eaten Snickers bar fall from my mouth. "WhAt", I say; Jacob would never do that....would he. He loved Ashlyn.... right?

She smiles weakly then says, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, see you tomorrow". "Okay, bye", I murmur.

As I head downstairs I see some suitcases bear the door. "Mom", I say walking into the kitchen, where I find her drinking wine. "Mom are you okay", I say knowing she only drinks when there's a problem.

She looks at me, her eyes and nose red and puffy from crying and says, "Your dads leaving".

My eyes stung, "What do you mean", I say my vision blurring as tears form in my eyes.

"Like you heard... I'm leaving", says my dad passing by me. One sniff and I knew he was drunk.

"Dad your drunk, you don't mean it ", I say moving closer to him. "NO I'M NOT", he says slapping me straight across the face. That's gonna leave a mark.

"Don't you dare touch my daughter", my mom says getting up from the table. "Your daughter, bitch don't make me laugh",he says laughing. "Not once were you there for her, do you remember her first singing recital or when she got her period". My mom kept quiet looking at the floor.

"That's what I thought, I was there though applauding for her and comforting her and where were you", he says grabbing his suitcases. "Get out", my mom says towards my dad. "And what do you think I'm doing", he says. "GET OUT", she screams as he swings open the door and leaves, shutting the door loudly.

"Mom-", I say. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me", she says engulfing me in a hug. "It's okay, work is more important anyways", I say hugging her back. "But as your mom I should be there for you", she says now looking at me."And as your daughter I'm supposed to understand, now if you excuse me I have homework to do", I say pulling back.

To hell with the homework, the only thing on my mind was that my dad left. We're they going to get divorced, was I going to be moving between two houses every two weeks. And what about poor Baby, did he hear the fight from upstairs. This was bad.

*At school

"What happened to you", asks Omar looking at me while chuckling. Who could blame him for laughing, I looked like shit. "Didn't sleep well", he asks sitting beside me in class. "My parents are getting divorced", I mutter looking out the window.

"I'm sorry", he says side hugging me. "It's okay, it's not your fault", I say squeezing him in the side hug.

As we continued talking principal Rosewood came into the classroom and asked, "Miss Wilson, your answer is".

After a lot of consideration yesterday I realized that with all the crap going on at home I needed to get out of the house for a while. So with that said my answer is...

"Yes, I'll tutor Marcus", I say looking at a smirking moron. Is smirking the only thing this guy can do. "You never told me you were gonna tutor Marcus", says Omar scaring the crap out of me.

"Well now you know", I say smiling at Omar. "Just don't fall for him, like all the other girls", Omar says. "You more than everyone, should know I'm not like the other girls, I would never fall for that", I say looking at Marcus.

As I look at him, he turns to me and smiles a toothy grin.

*Can anyone tell me how to get my story link so I can post it on the discord app thingy please I'm so very confused by all of this, PLEASE I'm begging you