Better Late Than Never

"Summer break is still a month away," my dad says with a pointed look, making me roll my eyes. I hate it when he gets strict.

"So what? It's only a month, Dad, we can lie and say it's an emergency trip," I offer. When it comes to school, my dad is a hard-ass. But I still have to try , "You promised. I want to go."

"Can't you wait one month?" he asks and I can tell by his face that he's in one of those strict-dad moments. What a pain in the ass.

"I don't want to be here. Zion said I have to tell you if I start to feel trapped, right? Well, I'm feeling fucking trapped again," I say and it's not exactly a lie. I'm bored. And when I'm bored is when I make the worst mistakes, "It can be a short trip if you want.”

He takes a deep breath and gets up from his seat to walk closer. He sits down on his desk to look down at me as if he’s thinking what to do.

My dad is a young man, only thirty-four, and he’s only strict about school. Other than that, he’s cool about everything, but to be h