What about my skateboard by Hannah S. (books like harry potter txt) 📖

and waited for me to be done. "Whatdoyouwant." I said in a bored mono-tone voice. "I just wanted to ask you what's been going on that I nned to know about." "Thereisnothingtotell." I sighed. I wanted to tell Sam I just couldn't, it's too hard to tell. "Don't lie to me Rye. I can see sadness is your eyes. What's wrong?" Sam pleaded me to tell her. "LikeIsaidthereisnothingtotell.NowI'mgoingtoclass." I said as I closed my locker and turned around and started to class. "Oh come on! You can tell me anything. I'm your best friend. So just tell me!" She pleaded. "I SAID THERE IS NOTHING TO TELL!" I yelled at her. That's the first time I have yelled at Sam. She looked shocked and I was too. "Oh... ok. Well goodbye Riely." Sam said as she walked off. Everyone was staring at me like I was some kind of monster. But I guess I am. No one every yelled at Sam, she was too sweet. I couldn't take it anymore. I'm tired of people giving me dirty looks and staring at me like I'm a piece of crap. So I ran out of the school trying to not cry in front of people.  Chapter 7

Since my mom wasn't home I went home. But I thoight I was home alone but then I saw a blonde head sitting on the couch. My heart rate picked upbecause honestly, I don't really have good defensive skills. But then slowed down when I found out it was just my sister. "Hey Riely! I didn't know that today was a half day." Whitney says al liitle slurred. My face started to heat up. Oh no! Busted. Whitney stood and tried to turn but she kind of stumbled off the couch. "Have you been drinking?" I said as my face started to cool off and go back to the normal color. It sure seems like it since she's swaying so much. "What pushttttttttt no!" Even though she said that she wasn't I could still tell. I sighed and went up the stairs to get the puke bucket. Every time she get's drunk, she always pukes it up. When I got it I didn't really feel like going all the way downstairs so I just threw it over the railing. I meant for it to hit the floor, but instead it hit my sister right square in the face. "OWWWWWWWW!" I had to cover my ears because she is so dang LOUD! "Sorry!" But I wasn't that sincere. It was halirious! "Now I can't watch tv, cause' I have to put a #@&%$! bag of %$&@#!& peas on my face." She mumbled. "Whatever." I laughed while walking to my bedroom. My bedroom has changed with me also. It has dark purple walls, a queen size bed with a black conforter with purple a blue zebra stripes. Besides that my room is the same. I didn't really have a lot of things in my room. But I did have a desk that I dared not to change. My bestfriend in New york made it for me. Yeah, I lived in NY. It's no biggie, it was for my dad's work. Ugh. My dad. I almost cried at the thought of my dad. I thought back to all the good times I had with my dad but my mom's voice interuppted my thoughts. "Ry! Someone's here for you! RY?" "Comin' mom." I groned. I stoped being mono-toned, but now I'm always annoyed. I wonder who's at the door though.

 

 

 

Chapter 8

When I got to the door it was opened and I saw a man, that man was middle-aged. But I couldn't see his face. But when he turned around I realized it was my dad... Just then before I could say anything my mom came rolling up in her car to the driveway. "Oh no"   

 

"WHO'S AT THE DOOR??" Whitney screamed. "Uh, you should see for yourself." I half whispered.

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