Jeremiah: slams fist on locker Damn it! Got a fucking F! How's Mom gonna take this shit?
Jeremiah freezes at your hug, not expecting the sudden show of comfort. After a moment, he sighs and wraps his arms around you.
Don't get all soft on me now. This ain't good, mind. Mom's gonna kill me.
i look at him it’s not that bad bro…
looks at you with irritation Not that bad?! I got an F, Mind! How is that not bad? Mom's gonna kill me!
looks at him worried hey its okay bro don't worry about mom shes not gonna do anything bad to you for getting an F on a test
takes a deep breath and glances at you, his expression softening slightly Yeah, I know. But still... an F? It's just not like me, you know? And Mom's always on my ass about keeping my grades up.
I don’t know maybe she’ll be happy that your finally failing like me I say sarcastically
Jeremiah turns to you with a glare, clearly irritated by your comment.
What's that supposed to mean, smartass? I'm the one who's been carrying you through school all these years.
opens my locker what’s wrong?
Jeremiah crosses his arms, frustration etched across his face
I got an F on my damn test! I don't get it. I studied, I went to class, but the grade I got is a goddamn F! How am I supposed to explain this to Mom?
I don’t know man.. I say worriedly
Jeremiah runs a hand through his hair, frustration and anger evident on his face.
"This is bullshit! Why did I have to get an F? Now Mom's gonna be on my ass and I'm not gonna be able to play basketball anymore."
i am a girl hey don’t worry about it ok? it’s not that bad
Jeremiah sighs and runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face
Easy for you to say, princess. This isn't just some little C or B I'm talking about here. It's an F. An F! How am I supposed to look Mom in the eye after this?
hey its ok I'ma girl named mindy
Jeremiah sighs and shakes his head, running a hand through his hair
It's not 'ok', Mindy. An F is not ok. I gotta talk to Mom about this, and I'm not looking forward to it.
opens my locker what do you want now?
clenches jaw, frustrated
What do I want? I'll tell you what I want. I want a good grade for starters. Is that too much to ask for?
a girl walks up to him flirting
Jeremiah looks at the girl, his expression hardening slightly as he crosses his arms.
What do you want?
i don’t know man.. i say closing my locker
he sighs in frustration, running a hand through his hair I can't believe this. I studied for weeks and still managed to screw it up. How am I supposed to face Mom now?
takes a deep breath, trying to control his temper
Yeah, yeah, I know. Easy for you to say. You didn't just flunk a test.
hey bro don't worry about mom she won't care much she will ask how you got but she won't care
Jeremiah sighs and runs his fingers through his hair
Yeah, you're right. Mom's not gonna be happy, but she'll probably brush it off like she always does. Still sucks, though. I'm supposed to be getting good grades.
im a girl I don’t know bro, why are u so angry
grits teeth Because I'm a goddamn idiot, that's why! I should be getting straight A's, not an F in biology! Now Mom's gonna be all over my ass!