Forever Mature

If there's one thing i hate the most, it's the fact that everyone always thinks that my life is perfect, that i have the perfect grades, family, friends; nothing can ever go wrong with my life. I guess if it was in a ignorants person's perspective I do have the perfect teenage life, it's not that I'm some ungrateful spoiled brat who doesn't know anything, it's just that everyone expects me to always be perfect and I'm getting tired of it, my mother for example. 

Dad died when I was seven or eight, I don't quite remember, but every since then mother has been depressed and whenever she gets into one of her moments she drinks to the point of forgetting me and my sibling names. 

I have two younger brothers and two older sisters. As you can guess I'm the third child. My older siblings left when they came of age because they were tired of their mother and how irresponsible she was. What hurts me the most about that situation is that they didn’t think of how I would feel or even consider taking me along with them, how selfish of them. 

“Chime, chime,chime”  the School bell rang echoing through the hallways indicating that it was lunch time and reminding me that I was currenting in science class, and thankfully dragging me out of my insane mind and life problems running wildly in my head. Sometimes I feel like my life is a book that some underaged kid wrote just for a language arts project, and trust me if it was I would beat that kid to death unfortunately my life isn’t a book. 

Still thinking about my horrible life, I didn't notice that my classmate Trinity was standing in front of me. Trinity is a bold person, she's pretty and smart and she has rich parents who buy her everything she wants, unlike me who can't even afford a school bag.

“Where do you want to eat your lunch Isa?” she said unusually excited for some reason. Completely out of my thoughts I responded, “I was thinking of eating my lunch in the art classroom, what about you?” I said. 

“I was asking you where you wanted to eat because I wanted to eat with you” she said hesitantly.

Oo she wanted to eat with me, Wow! How unexpected. Maybe she wanted to flaunt her rich lunch in my face, or maybe she wanted to make fun of my poor lunch or maybe both, anyway I better answer her positively.

“Um sure, I was about to ask you.” i said, I was fully suspicious.

 With happiness in her eyes she said okay, running off to get her lunch. I should go get my lunch too.

TELLER:

 Isa made her way through the horde of students running around the hallway, she made her way to her locker to get her lunch. Getting her lunch, ignoring the students and teachers calling her name she made her way to the art room where Trinity was waiting for her. Entering the classroom she found Trinity and the other “popular” girls sitting around a table at the back of the class where the art projects where located. 

Just after entering the classroom  the intercom in the room rang with a loud buzzing screech, “ISA LOWARD WALLNESS, PLEASE COME TO THE PRINCIPLE”S OFFICE. NOW!” the intercom said with emergence in the caller's voice. Earring  the intercom's call, Isa hurried making her way through the groups of people in the hallway, she arrived in front of the principal's office. Still a little out of breath she knocked on the white wooden door, “hello sir, it's me, Isa.” 

“Come in” said the person on the other side of the door, which was probably the principle. Opening the door a sudden gust of fresh mint hit her nose. “ Ms Wallness, we got some disturbing call about your brother, Cam.” 

TRINITY: 

 I saw her enter the classroom but before I could say hello the intercom called her, so unfortunate. I guess I'll leave my comments about her fakeness till next time. How can someone be so fake and smile at others even after knowing she's pretending. She wears the latest clothes and does the best makeup in class, even Mike likes her, she just spawned out of nowhere and took the spotlight from me. She's selfish and wants everyone to favor her, with her stupid lie about her dad dying and her mother drinking 24/7. She even stole my crush from me, i told her i liked Mike right then she said she was gonna help me, she walked up to him and she told him i liked him, but he rejected me saying he liked her, it's not fair. Well if I can’t get What I want, why should she? 

ISA:

 “Wait, WHAT?” I said with fear in my voice. You have to be kidding, my ok if this is a story i think this is when it has to stop. 

“We are extremely sorry but the caller said your brother did not survive the onslaught of attack from the unidentified group, we suspect that it might have been a gang. Has your  brother been involved in any gang activity lately or has he been secretive or suspicious?” the police officer asked.

“N-NO, wait wait what happened to cam?” I was getting more and more scared every time the police officer said a word.

Mr Wallnass’s body was found at a dumpster in an alley close to a gas station. When my coworkers found him they hurried him to the hospital. The doctors said, “he has lost lots of blood, he broke 18 of his ribs and his pelvis was completely dislocated plus seven broken fingers and toes.”  When my coworkers found him he was barely breathing. A few minutes later after being at the hospital my partner contacted me saying, “Mr Wallnass started to scream, and then suddenly stopped breathing altogether. The doctors tried their best but your brother died two hours ago. My coworkers are looking for the culprits.”