I’m still thinking about what my dad said it’s unreal, playing for the scorpions has been my lifelong dream and now I’m going to miss my shot because of a stupid 50% in math on my report card for the 3rd quarter. Anyway, it's raining really hard all of a sudden I don’t know where I should go. I do not want to go home and get another three-hour long lecture by dad while mom just stands there. She doesn’t even do anything and it makes me so mad she could stand up for me she understands. She wasn’t a straight a student but she has a successful job as an assistant coach for a basketball team. I asked her why she didn’t say anything and she told me, “Honey you have to understand that grades are important especially math because the sport you want
