Teen Ink

Turning in

I ran to my house after another day of school, practically yelling in my head: WOO HOO!!!! I get to go to Shadow Camp Tuesday!

“I’m home!” I shouted to my stepmother.

“Whatever!” she called back. As usual she doesn’t care.

I ran up to my room to pack for Tuesday.

That night I could hardly sleep. All I could think is, well. . . you know. . . CAMP! It stuck in my head like it was chained there.

Oh come on! Sleep! I told myself. SLEEP! After ten minutes of counting sheep and thinking of bedy-by land, I was finally able to pass out just like my stepmother does on the couch.

RING!!! RING!!! RING!!! RING!!! Sounded my alarm clock. “UGH! I didn’t get any sleep!” I yelled at the alarm clock.

I then got up and got dressed for school. After that I ran downstairs for breakfast.

“Good Morning!” said my stepmother as I walked over to the counter to get a bowl of cereal.

“Um. . . Hi?! Did you hit your head or something because you seem a little nice now?!” I said really shocked that she actually acknowledged my existence.

“Well one more day and you will be outta here and I will have this place all to myself” Se said meanly. But I didn’t care. I was still shocked she actually said good morning to me.

“No” I said. “I think you are starting to like me” I teased her.

“Hey! Know I don’t I’m just happy your going for, two days” She said snottily.

“No, you have to admit you like me” I replied teasingly again.

“Yeah whatever” she said and walked into the living-room.

“SHE LIKES ME!!!” I screamed.

“KNOW SHE DOESN’T” my stepmother yelled back. And with that enlightening thought, I headed off for school.

“OK everyone today, the Camp form is due, please pass them up” Mrs. Mearany said, then fixed me with another cold glare.

“One down, two more to go” I muttered. You see, Mrs. Mearany usually, gives me three glares a day. Yeah I know, I’m so special! Usually she gives me a glare at the beginning at math class, in the middle of math class, and at the end of math class. Yeah my math teacher is weird like that.

“If any one has their payments for camp you can pass those up to” Mrs. Mearany said.

I got out the check and passed it up to her.

“I will defiantly check to see if you payed all the money” she fixed me with another glare.

Wow one more glare then I’m use to! I’m so special!