“Bella, come on!” My mother shouted. “Coming.” I said, bored of going to school. When I got downstairs, I put on my shoes and got on the bus. ~Later “Hey, Bel! How’s it goin’?” Jasper said, walking next to me in the hall. I turned towards him, startled. “Oh, good. I have to get to class now.” I said as I hurried in ahead of him. “Bel, is something wrong?” He asked me after school because we walk together home. Even though I take the bus to school, I walk home with Jasper. “No, I’m fine.” I said a *little* too quick. Of course he noticed it. “What is it.” He said in a tone that I couldn’t escape. “I… My mom is just nagging me about my grades.” “What are your grades? How bad could they be?” “B’s and C’s. She wants A’s. A+‘s best, A-‘s worst.” “Oh, Bel. It’s alright.” “But she doesn’t see it that way.” ~Later “BELLADONNA MARIE LEA SMITH! GET DOWN HERE.” Her mom shouted. Oh no, I thought. I reluctantly walked down the stairs to meet my mother’s furious face. “You have a D+. I WANT A’S. Not D’s.” “Mom, I can explain-“ “Okay then, explain.” So I explained what happened about my grades. Her gaze softened a little. “Alrighty, then. But you should still work on getting that D into a C or B or even better, and A. ~Later “Bel, you seem… Happier.” “Yeah, I told my mom what happened and it’s all good.” “Good!” He said before he hugged me. Then he tutored me. Then I got all A’s. Then me and my mom were closer. Then me and Jasper were closer than ever. Then we were torn apart. Then I went to college. Then we met again. Then I got a house. Then I got him back. Then life went on. Life goes on. And on… And on… And on.