“Oui. I just don’t know what it is. All the wrong vibes are comingmy way.” I frowned.“Shizzle. What do you think is going to happen this time?” sheseemed concerned. I loved Lisa, She believed in my vibes.“I don’t know, hope it’s nothing serious.”“Hmmm... Maybe your curls aren’t going to dry right tonight andyou’re going to have a huge afro when you go to schooltomorrow.” She said, obviously teasing now.“Shut up Lisa! You’re going to jinx it!”“Whatever you say afro chick...”“You know what? Ella is going to come into your room tonightand shave off your eyebrows.” Ella is Lisa’s two year old sister,who is always causing trouble, I love her.“Shut up Claire...”“So how was School today?” I said, changing the subject before itturned into a real fight.She groaned “DESC is DESC... Speaking of school I have so muchhomework! I have to go, love you, bye!”“Love you too, bye.”I tried doing
homework, but the vibes were too strong, theywere distracting me.
I thought to myself
what’s one moredetention?
Being in Grade Eight was tough, so I didn’t really get all myhomework in on time, resulting in no lunch time. Mom wasn’tvery happy about that, but after a while I decided that I justwasn’t going to tell her anymore, meaning no more stress for herand no more extra punishment for me. I know it’s wrong butwho’s it really going to hurt other than myself?