Falling

My uncle  running out of the house or trying to his chunky figure getting closer as he says my name "lizzy" what uncle josh I reply trying to sound annoyed he stops in front of me holding my wallet in his small chunky hands. Trying to catch his breath I hold back my laughter. He put my wallet in my open hand and looks at me with concerned. As usual he asks am I gonna get a call from you school today . The grin on my face says it all. With a sigh he turns around shaking his head ass I head to my car. On my way to school I stoped to get coffee. After that I head to the school. No I'm not a bad person i just don't take people's bullshit. My best friend  meets me at my parking spot as usual. We have been in this routine since  freshman year. Everyone knows that this is my territory. Well most know some people still try to rise against me to bad people are scared of me.