"I mean," my mother kept talking. "Kiera's a bitch. She was always a bitch and everyone knows it.(Hannah's mother knows she's being bullied by Kiera. Kiera has been bullying Hannah since primary school. In case you didn't know,she's in secondary school now.) Well most people do but that's not the point. The point is that she should have never even thought about putting her hands on my daughter. That should have never even crossed her mind. What an asshole." She paused. "I'm not gonna lie. I would have done the same thing as you, y'know. I wasn't gonna allow anyone to put their hands on me and get away with it. I would have fought the living shit out of her. But what kind of example would I have been setting towards my dear daughter?" We chuckled. "But seriously,try to pay more attention next time, okay?" I nodded and stood up to leave,wondering:'There's gonna be a next time?'

"And," my mother added. I paused as I waited for her to finish. "Y'know we're gonna have to punish you,right?" My heart stopped. "No use of electronic devices for a month," my parents stated in perfect unison, like they rehearsed it. I groaned and went to my room, upset. But I knew I deserved it. I should have been paying more attention. I could have avoided this catastrophe. I wouldn't have gotten suspended. All these thoughts of regrets kept swarming my head. With all of these stressed thoughts swirling my mind, I lay down on my bed as I rested my head on the soft comfy pillow and fell asleep.

***

When I woke up, it was quite dark. I looked out the window and spotted dark-almost completely black-ominous clouds. It was overcast,and this meant it was going to rain soon. And it did. I was on two weeks' suspension and only three days had passed. It wasn't all that enjoyable. It wasn't supposed to be anyway. My mother kept piling me with work as another punishment, with breaks in between of course.

Saturday morning I heard a knock at the front door. I was a bit surprised. We didn't usually have visitors at our house. My mother looked through the little peek hole thingy through the door then gasped. She flung the door open and squished someone in a hug saying something about how its been so long and I've missed you so much and blah blah blah.

I tried to peek and see who it was but from where I was standing it was kinda difficult to do that. All I could make out was that the figure was female and she had her hair in braids, up in a messy bun. She wore no glasses. When my mother finally let the poor woman breathe, I couldn't believe who it was.

"Havannah?!" I screeched. Then after saying what I did I immediately regretted it.

"What the major fuck are you doing here?!"