"MR Hutchinson told you to use this locker?" lute frowned in detest. From his expression I guess he didn't like the fact that he was having a new locker neighbor.
"Yes" I replied while trying to restock the new locker. The last few minutes of conversing with lute has been minding cooling, Although this was my first time talking to him yet it felt as if we've known each other for long.
"You are a freshman?"
"No..." I grumpily replied not believing I was being asked the same question over and over again ."This is my senior year"
" what?" He gazed awkwardly at me.
I nodded my head in reply. I'd been surprised too when people mistake me for a freshman, gradually I became used to it.
"What do you say your name was again?"
"Tiff mower"
"Thief? Who the hell gives names like that to their child" he laughed out so loud that I could hear the echo of his deep voice in the empty hallway. For the first time in my life I hated the sound of my name.
"It's not thief it's Tiffany" I tried to defend myself but lute didn't care. He took what seem to be hamburger from his locker and stuff it into his mouth.
" whatever... thief" finally he snickered and walked away after closing his locker with a loud bang.
What a jerk!
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The wind was flushing past my cheek as I pedaled faster. It seem as though the old bike was going to give way beneath my leg. I had thought of getting a new one or maybe a car. I had no source of income.
My home is just a faded white storey with not too tidy geranium front porch.
Yes my family is not the kind of extended and huge as expected- My Dad's sudden leave has left me astounded - My older sister, Nessa is too occupied with boys and parties - as for my mum, she's doesn't give a f**k about her family.
I pulled up in a reserved space behind the house.
Mum sat on the couch in the living room tapping rapidly on her laptop while she chew on bubble gum.
"Hey girl how was the trip?" She glanced shortly at me before reaching for a cup filled with what I guess would be coffee.
"Trip?" I repeated. I wouldn't be surprised if she even forgets I was her child. My presence in the house was like a parasite living under its host. I'd never been recognized anyways. " I don't remember telling you I was going on a trip" I scoffed.
finally registering the books with the backpack I was holding she muttered an "oh"
" Don't take it to heart child, It Just skipped my mind"
"You've never cared"
"Oh please" Mum didn't look remorseful, instead she waved it off.
Anger shot through me, I bit my lip to prevent myself from exploding. I couldn't blame her, dad's sudden leave left us all in a fit of disarray.
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After the little scenario with my mum, I dragged my feet up The sloppy stairs to my bedroom. The whole corridor was booming hard with music, from nessa's room. She'd skipped school in excuse of being sick which I know was just a big goddamn lie.
Curiosity settled down within me and I tiptoed across the hall to her room.
I twisted the door knob.
There was my sister in the bed with a guy rocking her-
" ARGHH!!!" I screamed out my lungs, jam the door shut before running down to my room.
"TIFF YOU D***HEAD!!!"
I heard nessa's voice behind me.