I had to call my Aunt to tell her about my detention, so I decided I'd better do it now.
“Hey…” I faked enthusiasm.
“Hey, what’s up?” My Aunt asked, concerned.
“Oh nothing much, just needed to tell you that I won’t be home until about 4:50.” I said, trying to shrug carelessly.
“Why?” She asked, nervously. I coughed.
“I’m sick.” I muttered.
“Cut the crap. What really happened?” She asked. I could imagine her placing her hand on her hip impatiently.
“I have detention. I was a few minutes late to class.” I spoke closing my locker. “Now, I have to go or else I’ll have detention again tomorrow. Love you.” I replied, earning a response from her before I hung up.
The hallways were empty, like expected, and almost everyone there had either detention or an after school activity to attend. I
