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Mom was supposed to pick me up from LHS today at 3:15, but I ended up pacing back and forth for what felt like half an hour, and, judging by how many buses went by, indeed it was. Right when I'd crossed the street when I'd reached the last straw, I was about to go and cross the walkway to the MAC, but then OHLOOK. There's Mom, well over 35 minutes late.

"Oh, honey. My watch stopped. Uhh.."

There are clocks all over the house, digital, analog, you name it. Seriously. WTF. You forgot about me or just didn't want to see me, and then you just decide you'd better come get me before I walk myself up the WEST HILLS to get HOME. You've got no reason to be lying to me anymore, you've done this before, and you need to stop.

"Oh uh. I gotta stop at Fred Meyer."

More delays. This was pretty much my only chance to even see Ian's face on his bus home, and I was hoping so much that I could at least wave to him, and if not him, the other 14 or so friends of mine that ride that bus. She has no idea what it's like to know that a person I care so much about passes by my house, twice a day, almost every day of the week, and yet I can't speak a word to him.

"I hope I can buy your forgiveness"

She's gotten me some crappy Fred Meyer sushi. It wouldn't taste so crappy if I wasn't so ripped in half, my hands numb from the cold.

"Oh, you're pointing to the clock?"

The bus Ian rides has passed my house by now. It's 4:08. She drives as fast as she legally can to get past the bus, leaving me no possible chance.

"It's your fault, you left your cell phone at home to charge."

I leave my phone at home 90% of the time, and you even say to stop taking it with me everywhere.

"You got your progress report today."

My global studies teacher always sends one out, no matter what my grade.

"You got an A. Aren't you happy? I mean, I know grades are a source of pride for you."

I couldn't care less about them. All I need to do is pass, and that's all I'll end up doing, even if I did try~...